My name is Lovelace, Madam--

Therefore it is that I call you the vilest of men. [Was this pardonable,

Jack!]--You and I know the truth, the whole truth.--I want not to clear

up my reputation with these gentlewomen:--that is already lost with every

one I had most reason to value: but let me have this new specimen of what

you are capable of--say, wretch, (say, Lovelace, if thou hadst rather,)

art thou really and truly my wedded husband?--Say; answer without

hesitation.

She trembled with impatient indignation; but had a wildness in her

manner, which I took some advantage of, in order to parry this cursed

thrust. And a cursed thrust it was; since, had I positively averred it,

she would never have believed any thing I said: and had I owned that I

was not married, I had destroyed my own plot, as well with the women as

with her; and could have no pretence for pursuing her, or hindering her

from going wheresoever she pleased. Not that I was ashamed to aver it,

had it been consistent with policy. I would not have thee think me such

a milk-sop neither.

Lovel. My dearest love, how wildly you talk! What would you have me

answer? It is necessary that I should answer? May I not re-appeal this

to your own breast, as well as to Captain Tomlinson's treaty and letter?

You know yourself how matters stand between us.--And Captain Tomlinson--

Cl. O wretch! Is this an answer to my question? Say, are we married,

or are we not?

Lovel. What makes a marriage, we all know. If it be the union of two

hearts, [there was a turn, Jack!] to my utmost grief, I must say that we

are not; since now I see you hate me. If it be the completion of

marriage, to my confusion and regret, I must own we are not. But, my

dear, will you be pleased to consider what answer half a dozen people

whence you came, could give to your question? And do not now, in the

disorder of your mind, and the height of passion, bring into question

before these gentlewomen a point you have acknowledged before those who

know us better.

I would have whispered her about the treaty with her uncle, and about the

contents of the Captain's letter; but, retreating, and with a rejecting

hand, Keep thy distance, man, cried the dear insolent--to thine own heart

I appeal, since thou evadest me thus pitifully!--I own no marriage with

thee!--Bear witness, Ladies, I do not. And cease to torment me, cease to

follow me.--Surely, surely, faulty as I have been, I have not deserved to

be thus persecuted!--I resume, therefore, my former language: you have no

right to pursue me: you know you have not: begone then, and leave me to

make the best of my hard lot. O my dear, cruel father! said she, in a

violent fit of grief [falling upon her knees, and clasping her uplifted

hands together] thy heavy curse is completed upon thy devoted daughter!

I am punished, dreadfully punished, by the very wretch in whom I had

placed my wicked confidence!

By my soul, Belford, the little witch with her words, but more by her

manner, moved me! Wonder not then that her action, her grief, her tears,

set the women into the like compassionate manifestations.

Had I not a cursed task of it?

The two women withdrew to the further end of the room, and whispered, a

strange case! There is no phrensy here--I just heard said.

The charming creature threw her handkerchief over her head and neck,

continuing kneeling, her back towards me, and her face hid upon a chair,

and repeatedly sobbed with grief and passion.

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