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A STRANGE CHANCE. 405
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+ Chapter, Iii.
you . Dearest Elizabeth , the thought of your loneliness gives death its sting- ! For myselfthere is nothing for which I would ask for
lifesave for time to full , y make out my protest of pain , for time to , lete Prometheus ! "
comp " You my can never knowI could never tell you , all I suffer !" exclaimed Elizabeth , yielding , at last to the anguish she had been
striving - to repress as he spoke . The love of her whole life was utterance surging throug or die h ! her Soon heart he , would and it be seemed beyond that its she hearing must ; g was ive it it
not too bitter to let him depart without having known upon what vital food the comfort of his life had been fed ? The weight of
lonely , unrecognised martyrdom she had so . long borne , seemed to grow utterly insupportable—but again , how cruel , how sinful would
it beto break in upon him now with such a confession as that she had to , make ! It was the closing * moment of trialand Elizabeth ,
, who had hitherto never failed , did not fail now , though the agony was sharper than death as she crushed back her secret into eternal
silence . Thus relinquishing all solace for herself , she offered up her love As , a she sacrifice sat -weep without ing by stain his side or blemish , George . put his arm around her
and drew her gently towards him until her cheek rested on the p breathing illow with and his her . A half pause -stifled ensued sobs . , onl At y leng broken th , his by coug his h difficult
becomherself ing painfull and attend y troublesome upon him , . she Rem made embering a resolute " , too , the effort wish to he calm had
just been so emphatically expressing , she said , in a voice as free from emotion as she could command , " But about Augusta , you
have not said what is to be done ; shall I write to her ? Unless these long years have changed her , I know she will come to you . "
_"I thought I would try to write a few words myself to-morrow morning , " answered George . " and The request will she break esteemed in strangel she y
upon her , but il too . were I will friends write , a few I am words sure . She will show them me , to her was husb my pup and and , consult with him . Though her quick eye could not
have failed to see my deep interest in all which related to her , I friend never uttered and as a such word I that will mi address ght forfeit lier . my She place cannot as her be tutor changed and ,
she will , only be matured . To the beautiful qualities of her younger years she stant will she thoug also will htfulness be have more added for divine others patience . I must , and , look long thoug - upon suffering h she her will , , and Elizabeth be more more , con and sad
see what these long * , long * years have made her ! I feel a strange certainty that chance she will come rather . Had certaint her home of been on another would have
continentsome or y , destiny , broug until I ht , have her near seen her me;— ! " she He will spoke come these , Elizabeth last few , an words d I sh with all no much t die
excitementand in a tone of strong' prophetic confidence . , to hefor thnihtand
The nurse here entered commence r duty e g ,
A Strange Chance. 405
A STRANGE CHANCE . 405
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Feb. 1, 1861, page 405, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01021861/page/45/
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