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Charlotte Temple

Chapter 9 WE KNOW NOT WHAT A DAY MAY BRING FORTH.

Word Count: 1011    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

o go to her governess, show her the letter, and be guided by her advice: but Charlotte had taken one step in the ways of imprudence; and when that is once done, there are always i

eatest uneasiness: but there was a more forcible reason still remaining: should she show the letter to Madame Du Pont, she must co

, when I see Montraville, inform him of the impropriety of our continuing to se

reading over the letter, and each time she read it, the contents sunk deeper in her heart. As evening drew near, she caught herself frequently consulting her watch. "I wish this foolish meetin

ir coming with impatience, received them with rapturous and unbounded acknowledgments for their condescension: he had w

uties, and less to religious ones: eager in the pursuit of pleasure, he minded not the miseries he inflicted on others, provided his own wishes, however extravagant, were gratified. Self, darling self, was the idol he worshipped, and to that he would have sacrificed the interest and happ

e cruelty of endeavouring to gain the heart of an innocent artless girl, when he knew it was utterly impossible for him to marry her, and when the gratification of his passion would be unavoidable infamy and misery to her, and a cause of never-ceasing remorse to himself: had these dreadful consequences been placed before him in a proper light, the humanity of his nature would have urged him to giv

tion was not to be shaken, and that, conscious of the impropriety of her conduct in hav

deceitfulness of her own heart, or she wo

u once more," said he, "before I leave England? will you not bless me by an assur

otte

myself that a fear for my safety, or a wish for my

say not so, my lovely girl: reflect, that when I leave my native land, perhaps a fe

Charlotte in a tremulous

ll see me o

not,"

ening: 'tis my last request. I shall

rlotte, struggling to draw her hand

me to-morrow," s

I may,"

live upon that hope

u, and catching hold of Mademoiselle's

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