Title: Lewis Arundel; or, The railroad of life
Year: 1852 (1850s)
Authors: Smedley, Frank E. (Frank Edward), 1818-1864 Browne, Hablot Knight, 1815-1882, ill
Publisher: London : Virtue, Hall, & Virtue
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN
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nie spoke the last words so earnestly that Lewis involuntarilyglanced at her, and their eyes met. It was one of those momentswhich occur twice or thrice in a life-time, when heart reads heart,as an open book, and sympathetic thought reveals itself unaidedby that weak interpreter the tongue. Tln-ough weary years ofsorrow and separation that look was unforgotten by either ofthem; and when Annie bent her eyes on the ground with a slightblush, confessing that the large amount of womanly tendernesswhich she fain would show, was not unmingled with a portion ofwomanly love which she would as fain conceal, and Lewis darednot trust himself to speak lest the biu-ning thoughts whichcrowded on his brain should force themselves an utterance,neither of them was sorry to perceive the figure of Aunt Martha,rustling crisply through the stillness, as, burthened with boluses,Minei-va appeared before them, to give a triumphant account of hervictory over Tommy Crudies catarrhal affection, of which ailment
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-^■^3, -^ ■?„ ,$^5^?^^ *^^–:-^~;^^^i?% 2<^^ U€^^m,a^. y/^-iP, OR^ THE UAILROAD OF LIFE. 407 she promised Annie a reversion for her imprudence in sitting ontof doors without a bonnet. When Lewis retired to his room that night, he sat down tothink over in solitude the occurrences of the day. Had he beendeceiving himself, then ? was his unhappy attachment still un-subdued ; nay, had it not strengthened ; under the delusive garbof friendship had not Annies society become necessary to hishappiness 1 Again—and as this idea for the first time occurredto him, the strong man trembled like a child from the violenceof his emotion—had he not more than this to answer for ?Selfishly engrossed by his own feelings, madly relying on hisown strength of will, which he now perceived he had but too goodreason to mistrust, he had never contemplated the effect hisbehaviour might produce upon a warm-hearted and imaginativegirl. Lewis was no coxcomb, but he must have wilfully closed hiseyes ha
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