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Charles O’Malley, The Irish Dragoon
Volume 1 (of 2)

CHAPTER XXI
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I wished, before I parted forever with those to whom I owe already so much, that I should at least speak my gratitude ere I said good-by." "But when do you think of going ?" "To-morrow.

Captain Power, under whose command I am, has received orders to embark immediately for Portugal." I thought--perhaps it was but a thought--that her cheek grew somewhat paler as I spoke; but she remained silent; and I, scarcely knowing what I had said, or whether I had finished, spoke not either.
"Papa, I'm sure, is not aware," said she, after a long pause, "of your intention of leaving so soon, for only last night he spoke of some letters he meant to give you to some friends in the Peninsula; besides, I know," here she smiled faintly,--"that he destined some excellent advice for your ears, as to your new path in life, for he has an immense opinion of the value of such to a young officer." "I am, indeed, most grateful to Sir George, and truly never did any one stand more in need of counsel than I do." This was said half musingly, and not intended to be heard.
"Then, pray, consult papa," said she, eagerly; "he is much attached to you, and will, I am certain, do all in his power--" "Alas! I fear not, Miss Dashwood." "Why, what can you mean.

Has anything so serious occurred ?" "No, no; I'm but misleading you, and exciting your sympathy with false pretences.

Should I tell you all the truth, you would not pardon, perhaps not hear me." "You have, indeed, puzzled me; but if there is anything in which my father--" "Less him than his daughter," said I, fixing my eyes full upon her as I spoke.

"Yes, Lucy, I feel I must confess it, cost what it may; I love you.
Stay, hear me out; I know the fruitlessness, the utter despair, that awaits such a sentiment.


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