The Maid of Maiden Lane

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Barr Amelia E.. The Maid of Maiden Lane

CHAPTER I. THE HOME OF CORNELIA MORAN

CHAPTER II. THIS IS THE WAY OF LOVE

CHAPTER III. HYDE AND ARENTA

CHAPTER IV. THROWING THINGS INTO CONFUSION

CHAPTER V. TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF

CHAPTER VI. AUNT ANGELICA

CHAPTER VII. ARENTA'S MARRIAGE

CHAPTER VIII. TWO PROPOSALS

CHAPTER IX. MISDIRECTED LETTERS

CHAPTER X. LIFE TIED IN A KNOT

CHAPTER XI. WE HAVE DONE WITH TEARS AND TREASONS

CHAPTER XII. A HEART THAT WAITS

CHAPTER XIII. THE NEW DAYS COME

CHAPTER XIV "HUSH! LOVE IS HERE!"

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Cornelia lingered in the garden, because she had suddenly, and as yet unconsciously, entered into that tender mystery, so common and so sovereign, which we call Love. In Hyde's presence she had been suffused with a bewildering, profound emotion, which had fallen on her as the gentle showers fall, to make the flowers of spring. A shy happiness, a trembling delightful feeling never known before, filled her heart. This handsome youth, whom she had only seen twice, and in the most formal manner, affected her as no other mortal had ever done. She was a little afraid; something, she knew not what, of mystery and danger and delight, was between them; and she did not feel that she could speak of it. It seemed, indeed, as if she would need a special language to do so.

"I have met him but twice," she thought; "and it is as if I had a new, strange, exquisite life. Ought I tell my mother? But how can I? I have no words to explain—I do not understand—I thought it would break my heart to leave the good Sisters and my studies, and the days so calm and holy; and now—I do not even wish to go back. Sister Langaard told me it would be so if I let the world come into my soul—Alas! if I should be growing wicked!"

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"I dare not yet drink to the unapproachable Cornelia; but I may at least pour the wine to the blue-eyed goddess, with the pearl necklace, and the golden hair;" and as he lifted the glass, a memory from some past mirthful hour came into his remembrance; and he began to hum a strain of the song it brought to his mind—

It was remarkable that he did not take Arenta's brother into his speculations at all, and yet Rem Van Ariens was at that very hour chafing restlessly and sleeplessly under insults he conceived himself to have received, in such fashion and under such circumstances as made reprisal impossible. In reality, however, Van Ariens had not been intentionally wounded by Hyde. The situation was the natural result of incipient jealousy and sensitive pride on Rem's part; and of that calm indifference and complaisance on Hyde's part, which appeared tacitly to assert its own superiority and expect its recognition as a matter of course. Indeed, at their introduction, Rem had affected Hyde rather pleasantly; and when the young Dutch gentleman's opposition became evident, Hyde had simply ignored it. For as yet the thought of Rem as a rival had not entered his mind.

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