. Midsummer Eve : a fairy tale of loving and being loved . 92 MIDSUMMER EVE * I am foad of Keeldar, said Eva, smiling brightly. A few hours past, and Lady Elizabeth would have rejoiced; now sheftlt otfunded—offended that anything belonging to herself, but to her sonespecially, shuuld be regarded with indifference. Her senses were cap-tivated by the beauty and gentle frankness of the lovely girl who stoodbefore her, in all the purity of innocence and youth. She had heard thatpoets had sucli themes, and painters such models—not to be foundin Xature. She was one of the many who go through life di
. Midsummer Eve : a fairy tale of loving and being loved . 92 MIDSUMMER EVE * I am foad of Keeldar, said Eva, smiling brightly. A few hours past, and Lady Elizabeth would have rejoiced; now sheftlt otfunded—offended that anything belonging to herself, but to her sonespecially, shuuld be regarded with indifference. Her senses were cap-tivated by the beauty and gentle frankness of the lovely girl who stoodbefore her, in all the purity of innocence and youth. She had heard thatpoets had sucli themes, and painters such models—not to be foundin Xature. She was one of the many who go through life disbelievingin Nature, considering it the indication of shepherds and milkmaids, andassimilating it so closely with vulgarity, that at length the two seem tobe inseparable. Good Keeldar! continued Eva, caressing him; he is so generous ! aa-^. He shows his high descent by gentleness to the little dogs that bark inhis path ; he would not catch a leveret, or harm a nestling ; he protectseven the wild birds that gather in our mimic lakes: dear Keeldar ! A FAIRY TALE OF LOVE. 93 And you like him better than his master, repeated Lady Elizabeth,fixing her penetrating eyes upon the fair face which beamed upon her. Mr. Talbot is your son. Lady Elizabeth, replied Eva, and intendsus all kindness; but—I am very, very fond of Keeldar. Mr. Talbot would appreciate the compliment, said the lady,proudly; yet, she added, thinking as worldlings do, that truth is butseeming, and finding it impossible to believe that Eva could be reallyindifierent to her son and heir; yet, by your own admission, he hasbeen here without my knowledge. Is it not so? A hue of deep indignant crimson fiushed Evas cheek. Without yourknowledge,-lady! Why without your knowledge? The girl lookedtimidly, and yet, frankly, towards the imperious woman. I will not talk wi
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