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in your eyes, and your attitude of grace and earnestness showed the superiority of the masterhand which had created you.
“ You saw me at last, and, as you may remember we were introduced to each other; and your sweet, melodious voice corresponded with your graceful form and features.
“I next met you at a dinner-party, and in the evening you sang. Oh! Teresa, never shall I forget the effect of your singing on my heart The song you selected was the same which the unhappy Jessy chose the night before her death; and as I listened to her and thought of you, that expression doubtless shone in my eyes which so fatally misled her, and, I perceived, surprised even you. I was always a passionate admirer of singing, especially the low tones of a female voice,—and then such tones as you produced, so rich, so clear, so touching! I never beard any woman sing to equal you - I have doubtless heard more powerful voices and more brilliant execution, but never such thrilling expression, such soothing harmony. Then followed, in quick succession, your marriage and the death of my
"I disliked Sir Edward St. John from the first moment I saw him, and in each succeeding interview this dislike increased. I saw his utter want of real feeling, his cold selfishness, and altogether his unworthiness to be your husband; and knowing his ambitious character, I own it surprised me not a little, that even your attractions should make him overlook the advantages of birth and wealth-excuse my candour. Fate seemed resolved to try my strength to the uttermost, by throwing me constantly in
“ You remember our meeting when your horses had taken fright on the road to Milan, and my accompanying you to that city. But my feelings gained force every hour that I passed in your society ; I was but human, and no mortal could have seen you, neglected by your husband, and bearing his petulance like an angel, without commiserating and—loving sou! Yes, Teresa, I have loved you from the first moment I beheld you, and something tells me that fate will not always separate us.
Do not cast away my letter in indignation at this bold avowal of affection, but finish it, and then condemn me if you will.
“ I struggled successfully with my unhappy love, and tore myself from the country containing you, returning to my mother in shire.
“ I again strove to resume my scientific studies, but the paths of science require an unembarrassed intellect and clear mind. Alas! mine were far from being such, and in hopelessness I abandoned the pursuit. I perceived that my dejection caused much anxiety in my poor mother's affectionate heart, and for her sake I sought society, and strove to banish thought in trifling conversation."
[Here Sedley detailed his acquaintance with Charles Annesly, George Dallas's engagement, and the death of Miss Grenfell, together with a description of the widow Brown and her daughter. And then he continued :-)
“ Preoccupied as were my thoughts, I was myself struck with the interesting appearance of Mrs. Brown's daughter, Louisa ; she is the sort of being one would choose for a friend, and I am convinced you would love her immediately if you saw her. We all remarked the dejection of her countenance, and the extreme reserve of her manners; and none of the neighbours could assign any reason for her melancholy, since the widow and her daughter held no intercourse with any one.
“ It seems that George Dallas was particularly interested by Louisa's appearance during his visits to inquire after Miss Grenfell, but when that young lady died, of course, he for a time lost sight of the mother and daughter.
“ I received this morning a letter from Charles Annesly, inclosing one from George Dallas, and that inclosure contains the important intelligence which so materially affects you. Prepare yourself, dear Lady St. John, for a great surprise, I fear a great shock; but call all your resolution to your aid, and, for God's sake, do not allow the crime of another to render you miserable. Your life has been pure and innocent; you have ever acted from the highest motives; and if you have been cruelly wronged and deceived, you have nothing wherewith to reproach yourself. No blame will fall on you, and you will find hearts and a home, true and peaceful, ever open to you. Your excellent sense will, I am sure, suggest sources of con-, solation far beyond what I can offer, though I would willingly endure any sorrow, if, by so doing, I could mitigate that which must fall upon your head.
“ It appears from George Dallas's letter, that not long after the death of Miss Grenfell, Louisa's mother, Mrs. Brown, fell dangerously ill, and requested the attendance of Dallas to comfort her with spiritual advice. Dallas, in his holy office, had often been summoned to the sick beds. of his parishioners, but never had he been so much edified as in listening to the remarks, and noting the Christian fortitude and resignation of the widow Brown. She believed herself