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Title: Coupon bonds, and other stories (microform)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Trowbridge, J. T. (John Townsend), 1827-1916
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Publisher: Boston : J.R. Osgood
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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iousperceptions, and brought her near. The paper, the glove,were full of Margaret, — full of something besides what wevaguely call mental associations,—full of emanations ofthe very love and suffering which she had breathed intothe writing. How the note came there upon the floor was a riddlewhich I was too much bewildered to explain by any natu-ral means. Joseph, who burst in upon me, in my extremityof pain and difficulty, solved it at once. It had fallen outof the glove, where it had lain folded, silent, unnoticed,during all this intervening period of folly ^nd vexation ofsoul. Margaret had done her duty in time; I had onlymyself to blame for the tangle in which I now found my-self. I was thinking of Flora, upon the deck of the steam-ship, in a moment of chagrin so near throwing herselfover, — wondering to what fate her passion and impetu-osity would hurry her now, if she knew, — cursing myselffor my weakness and perfidy; while Joseph kept askingme what I intended to do. 1).r
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THE ROMANCE OF A GLOVE. ^79 Do? do ? I said, furiously, I shall kill you, that isis what I shall do, if you drive me mad with questionswhich neither angels nor fiends can answer ! I know what you will do, said Joseph; you will gohome and marry Margaret. You can have no conception of the effect of thesewords, — Go home and marry Margaret. All that mighthave been, — what might be still,— the happiness castaway, and perhaps yet within my reach,— the temptationof the Devil, who appealed to my cowardice, to fly fromFlora, break my vows, risk my honor and her life, for Mar-garet, — all this rushed through me tumultuously. Atlength I said : No, Joseph; 1 shall do no such thing,I can never be worthy of Margaret; it will be only byfasting and praj^er that I can make myself worthy ofFlora. Will you start for Italy in the morning % he asked,pitilessly. For Italy iii the morning ) I groaned. Meet Flora,travel with her, play the hypocrite, with smiles on my lipsand hell in my heart, —

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