Glenarvon by Lady Caroline Lamb

Author:Lady Caroline Lamb [Lamb, Lady Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novela, Drama, Romántico
Publisher: ePubLibre
Published: 1815-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 53

Lord Avondale now looked more and more coldly on Calantha: but all others courted and flattered her. The Princess and many others had departed. Mrs. Seymour alone appeared to watch her with anxiety. In vain Calantha affected the most thoughtless gaiety: remorse and suspense alternately agitated her mind. One evening she observed Lord Glenarvon and her aunt, Mrs. Seymour, in earnest discourse —she knew not then that she herself was the subject. “She is pure, she is innocent”, said Mrs. Seymour: “her spirits wild and thoughtless, may have led her into a thousand follies; but worse, never —never”.

“Fierce passion burns in her eye”, said Glenarvon, scornfully: “the colour in her cheeks varies —I love her as well as you can” he continued, laughing: “but do you think she does not love me a little in return?”.

“Oh! even in jest, do not talk thus of Calantha”, said Mrs. Seymour: “you alarm me”.

“There is no occasion”, replied Glenarvon: “calm yourself. I only said, that were I to attempt it I could succeed; she should be ready to leave you, and Lord Avondale, her dear husband and her babes, and her retinue, and all else; and I could make her follow me as St. Clara did; aye verily; but, in truth, I will not”. Mrs. Seymour was angry; she coloured: she was hurt. “You could not”, she replied with warmth: “O I know her well and know you could not. Whatever her faults she is so pure, so chaste even in thought”.

“She loves me”. —“It is false”, said Mrs. Seymour, still more eagerly. “Even if she had any foolish romantic liking to another than her husband, Buchanan is the favourite”.

“Buchanan!” said Lord Glenarvon with a sneer. “I will make her heart ache for this”, after which he retired.

Calantha knew not then one word of what had passed; the next morning she was informed by Mrs. Seymour that Lord Glenarvon was gone. “Gone! where?” she said rather in surprise, and agitated. “I know not”, replied Mrs. Seymour, coldly enough. “I conclude to Belfont: his uncle Lord de Ruthven, is arrived there. But, indeed, I am glad he is gone: —you have not conducted yourself well. I, your aunt, have no doubt of you; but others who know you less, Calantha blame you more”.

A letter was now delivered to Mrs. Seymour: she opened it: it was from Glenarvon; she was dreadfully agitated upon reading it. It contained these words:—

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