coolly put into practice his plans- go through the wedding ceremony?
Can I receive from him the bridal ring, endure all the forms of love
(which I doubt not he would scrupulously observe) and know that the
spirit was quite absent? Can I bear the consciousness that every
endearment he bestows is a sacrifice made on principle? No: such a
martyrdom would be monstrous. I will never undergo it. As his
sister, I might accompany him- not as his wife: I will tell him so.'
I looked towards the knoll: there he lay, still as a prostrate
column; his face turned to me: his eye beaming watchful and keen. He
started to his feet and approached me.
'I am ready to go to India, if I may go free.'
'Your answer requires a commentary,' he said; 'it is not clear.'
'You have hitherto been my adopted brother- I, your adopted sister:
let us continue as such: you and I had better not marry.'
He shook his head. 'Adopted fraternity will not do in this case. If
you were my real sister it would be different: I should take you,
and seek no wife. But as it is, either our union must be consecrated
and sealed by marriage, or it cannot exist: practical obstacles oppose
themselves to any other plan. Do you not see it, Jane? Consider a
moment- your strong sense will guide you.'
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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