God knows, I have been a very indifferent lover. The manner, perhaps, may have as little to recommend them. Bear with the truths I would tell you now, dearest Emma, as well as you have borne with them. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it. "If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. "I cannot make speeches, Emma," he soon resumed and in a tone of such sincere, decided, intelligible tenderness as was tolerably convincing. The dread of being awakened from the happiest dream, was perhaps the most prominent feeling. "You are silent," he cried, with great animation "absolutely silent! at present I ask no more."Įmma was almost ready to sink under the agitation of this moment. Say 'No,' if it is to be said." She could really say nothing. “My dearest Emma," said he, "for dearest you will always be, whatever the event of this hour's conversation, my dearest, most beloved Emma - tell me at once.
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