Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte Southworth,
The bride's fate
(1885)
“ When Anna was ready to go down, she turned and threw her arms around Drusilla’s neck and burst into tears.“Oh, Drusa!” she sobbed, “be good to my dear grandfather. Oh! love him, Drusa, for my sake! I was all he had left, and it must be so hard to give me up! Oh, Drusa, love him and pet him. He is old and almost childless. When I am gone, put little Leonard in his arms; it will comfort him; and stay with him as much as you can. It is so sad to be left alone in old age. But I know, my dear, you will do all you can to console him without my asking you.” ”
