"
"Ah, Margaret!" said her rustic companion with a sigh, which amply
testified to the humility of his own self-estimate, and of the
decline of his hope which came with it--"ah, Margaret, if that
be the rule, where are you going to find friends and intimates in
Charlemont?"
"Where!" was the single word spoken by the haughty maiden, as her
eye wandered off to the cold tops of the distant hills along which
the latest rays of falling sunlight, faint and failing, as they fell,
imparted a hue, which though bright, still as it failed to warm,
left an expression of October sadness to the scene, that fitly
harmonized with the chilling mood under which she had spoken
throughout the interview.
"I don't think, Margaret," continued the lover, finding courage as
he continued, "that such a rule is a good one. I know it can't be
a good one for happiness. There's many a person that never will meet
his or her match in this world, in learning and understanding--and
if they won't look on other persons with kindness, because they
are not altogether equal to them, why there's a chance that they'll
always be solitary and sad.
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