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there should be any such, which is hardly pos-
sible, sooner than he should deign to make a
proposal to me, I would tell him that before I
came to visit my cousin, only the very night be-
fore, I became the betrothed of another.”

‘“ Of some one, Rose, who took advantage of
your ignorance of the world—of your want of
knowledge of society t”

‘“Oh no!” she replied, covering her face
with her hand; ‘oh no! he is incapable of
that. He would have suffered me to leave Ab-
beyweld free of promise, but I would not.”

‘** And do you hold the same faith still Rose 2
Think, has not what you have seen, and shared
in, made you ambitious of something beyond a
country life? Your refined mind and genuine -
feeling, your taste—do not, [implore you, de-
ceive yourself.”

“IT do not, sir; indeed, I do not. Pardon
me; I would not speak disrespectfully of those
above me. Of course, I have not been admit-
ted into that familiarity which would lead me
to comprehend what at present appears to me
even more disturbed by the littleness of life than
a country village. Conventional forms have,
I fear, little to do with elevation of mind ; they
seem to me the result of habit rather than of
thought or feeling. I know this, at least, ‘ All
is not gold that glitters.’ I have seen a tree,
fair to look at in the distance, and covered with
green leaves, — when approached closely, the