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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

feel her presence in the place, I can think over the prattle which I may not hear, I picture<br />

her sitting by my hearth, busy about the house—“<br />

"Simon <strong>Fleetwood</strong>," said Madam Charnock, rallying her self-possession and speaking<br />

with grave, cold severity, "have you come here to-day to insult me by making an offer<br />

of marriage for my daughter?”<br />

"An offer of marriage!” he cried stammering, unnerved, it would seem, by the very<br />

words; but in a moment he recovered himself.<br />

"No, indeed, madam, I have no hope. I came here to tell you what I felt — to own what<br />

seems to you an outrage. Yet, before God, madam, my love for Miss Charnock need be<br />

held as no disgrace to her. I look upon her as a man may look upon the stars in Heaven.”<br />

Mrs. Charnock was astonished, bewildered, confounded; mastered by the passion of the<br />

man, yet filled with an overwhelming pity. Leaving her place she came towards him,<br />

and laid her hand kindly on his arm.<br />

"Sit down, Simon,” she said tremulously, “sit down, my poor lad. All this is very<br />

painful, and I do not understand. If you see for yourself — if you know that this sudden<br />

attachment of yours is hopeless, why have you come here to confess it to me?"<br />

He had changed countenance at her altered tone, and now sat down beside her as she<br />

desired; of the two she seemed the most moved.<br />

"You bade me think of her as a child" he said, “and<br />

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I bound myself to keep away from her. Madam, I find it impossible to do either the one<br />

or the other. It is madness, as you say, but I think of her as a woman. I have not crossed<br />

my threshold when she was within, but I feel that now I must ask you to give me back<br />

my promise. From the pasture this morning I caught sight of her standing at my door,<br />

and my feet began to take me towards her. It was not until I had thrown myself face<br />

downwards beneath the hedge, rallying my will in remembrance of your words, that I<br />

could stop myself. You must keep us farther apart. <strong>The</strong> time has come for you to forbid<br />

her visits to my house."

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