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"

A

missionary

I

resolved

to

be

.

From

that

moment

my

state

of

mind

changed

;

the

fetters

dissolved

and

dropped

from

every

faculty

,

leaving

nothing

of

bondage

but

its

galling

soreness

--

which

time

only

can

heal

.

My

father

,

indeed

,

imposed

the

determination

,

but

since

his

death

,

I

have

not

a

legitimate

obstacle

to

contend

with

;

some

affairs

settled

,

a

successor

for

Morton

provided

,

an

entanglement

or

two

of

the

feelings

broken

through

or

cut

asunder

--

a

last

conflict

with

human

weakness

,

in

which

I

know

I

shall

overcome

,

because

I

have

vowed

that

I

will

overcome

--

and

I

leave

Europe

for

the

East

.

"

He

said

this

,

in

his

peculiar

,

subdued

,

yet

emphatic

voice

;

looking

,

when

he

had

ceased

speaking

,

not

at

me

,

but

at

the

setting

sun

,

at

which

I

looked

too

.

Both

he

and

I

had

our

backs

towards

the

path

leading

up

the

field

to

the

wicket

.

We

had

heard

no

step

on

that

grass-grown

track

;

the

water

running

in

the

vale

was

the

one

lulling

sound

of

the

hour

and

scene

;

we

might

well

then

start

when

a

gay

voice

,

sweet

as

a

silver

bell

,

exclaimed

--

"

Good

evening

,

Mr.

Rivers

.

And

good

evening

,

old

Carlo

.

Your

dog

is

quicker

to

recognise

his

friends

than

you

are

,

sir

;

he

pricked

his

ears

and

wagged

his

tail

when

I

was

at

the

bottom

of

the

field

,

and

you

have

your

back

towards

me

now

.

"

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It

was

true

.

Though

Mr.

Rivers

had

started

at

the

first

of

those

musical

accents

,

as

if

a

thunderbolt

had

split

a

cloud

over

his

head

,

he

stood

yet

,

at

the

close

of

the

sentence

,

in

the

same

attitude

in

which

the

speaker

had

surprised

him

--

his

arm

resting

on

the

gate

,

his

face

directed

towards

the

west

.

He

turned

at

last

,

with

measured

deliberation

.

A

vision

,

as

it

seemed

to

me

,

had

risen

at

his

side

.

There

appeared

,

within

three

feet

of

him

,

a

form

clad

in

pure

white

--

a

youthful

,

graceful

form

:

full

,

yet

fine

in

contour

;

and

when

,

after

bending

to

caress

Carlo

,

it

lifted

up

its

head

,

and

threw

back

a

long

veil

,

there

bloomed

under

his

glance

a

face

of

perfect

beauty

.

Perfect

beauty

is

a

strong

expression

;

but

I

do

not

retrace

or

qualify

it

:

as

sweet

features

as

ever

the

temperate

clime

of

Albion

moulded

;

as

pure

hues

of

rose

and

lily

as

ever

her

humid

gales

and

vapoury

skies

generated

and

screened

,

justified

,

in

this

instance

,

the

term

.

No

charm

was

wanting

,

no

defect

was

perceptible

;

the

young

girl

had

regular

and

delicate

lineaments

;

eyes

shaped

and

coloured

as

we

see

them

in

lovely

pictures

,

large

,

and

dark

,

and

full

;

the

long

and

shadowy

eyelash

which

encircles

a

fine

eye

with

so

soft

a

fascination

;

the

pencilled

brow

which

gives

such

clearness

;

the

white

smooth

forehead

,

which

adds

such

repose

to

the

livelier

beauties

of

tint

and

ray

;

the

cheek

oval

,

fresh

,

and

smooth

;

the

lips

,

fresh

too

,

ruddy

,

healthy

,

sweetly

formed

;

the

even

and

gleaming

teeth

without

flaw

;

the

small

dimpled

chin

;

the

ornament

of

rich

,

plenteous

tresses

--

all

advantages

,

in

short

,

which

,

combined

,

realise

the

ideal

of

beauty

,

were

fully

hers

.

I

wondered

,

as

I

looked

at

this

fair

creature

:

I

admired

her

with

my

whole

heart

.

Nature

had

surely

formed

her

in

a

partial

mood

;

and

,

forgetting

her

usual

stinted

step-mother

dole

of

gifts

,

had

endowed

this

,

her

darling

,

with

a

grand-dame

's

bounty

.

What

did

St.

John

Rivers

think

of

this

earthly

angel

?

I

naturally

asked

myself

that

question

as

I

saw

him

turn

to

her

and

look

at

her

;

and

,

as

naturally

,

I

sought

the

answer

to

the

inquiry

in

his

countenance

.

He

had

already

withdrawn

his

eye

from

the

Peri

,

and

was

looking

at

a

humble

tuft

of

daisies

which

grew

by

the

wicket

.

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"

A

lovely

evening

,

but

late

for

you

to

be

out

alone

,

"

he

said

,

as

he

crushed

the

snowy

heads

of

the

closed

flowers

with

his

foot

.

"

Oh

,

I

only

came

home

from

S

-

"

(

she

mentioned

the

name

of

a

large

town

some

twenty

miles

distant

)

"

this

afternoon

Papa

told

me

you

had

opened

your

school

,

and

that

the

new

mistress

was

come

;

and

so

I

put

on

my

bonnet

after

tea

,

and

ran

up

the

valley

to

see

her

:

this

is

she

?

"

pointing

to

me

.

"

It

is

,

"

said

St.

John

.

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