Maud Howe

Maud Howe

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Portrait of Maud Howe Maud Howe A Newport Aquarelle (1883)

Shall it not be to-day that all the demons of pride and worldliness which have kept us so long apart shall be utterly routed? Come, give me your hand like a brave girl, and tell me that you will be my wife before sundown."
"Cid, are you crazy?"
"A little, perhaps; but how sweet a madness, is it not? Better than the sanity which I have so long known. Come, give me your hand; that means yes?"
"O Cid, how can you? It's wicked. Think of them all,—think of—that man."
"That is just what I won't think of. Gladys, I am in very deep earnest, much more so than you can guess.
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Portrait of Maud Howe Maud Howe A Newport Aquarelle (1883)

There is the difficulty. You know something of the ways of people; have you ever before known a person in my position, with plenty to eat and drink, good clothes to wear, kind friends, and perfect health, who was perfectly weary of herself? It is not life that I am bored with, but myself. I am so tired of my own face that I cannot bear to look in the glass; as to my inner self, it is the most tiresome, utterly uninteresting thing to me in the wide world."
"I cannot understand your state of mind, Miss Gladys,—I beg pardon, I forgot,—Miss Carleton. Is it not Newport that you are bored with?
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Portrait of Maud Howe Maud Howe A Newport Aquarelle (1883)

Larkington, looking as flushed and radiantly happy as Gladys should have looked, stood near her, his eyes fixed intently on her face, his whole expression rapt and exalted. No one could doubt, in looking at the man, that he was deeply in love. The face, which had before lacked animation, and had been characterized by Mrs. Craig as "stolid," was now full of life and expression. All this was marked by Charles Farwell as he stood out side, his back turned to the slow-heaving ocean, and his feet crushing the roses of the garden that Gladys loved.
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