Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works eBook

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Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 4,188 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works.

But Susan cried and sobbed all the more uncontrollably and convulsively.  Master Gridley thought he had better lead her at once to what he felt pretty sure was the source of her grief, and that, when she had had her cry out, she would probably make the hole in the ice he had broken big enough in a very few minutes.

“I think something has gone wrong between you and your friend, the young gentleman with whom you are in intimate relations, my child, and I think you had better talk freely with me, for I can perhaps give you a little counsel that will be of service.”

Susan cried herself quiet at last.  “There’s nobody in the world like you, Mr. Gridley,” she said, “and I’ve been wanting to tell you something ever so long.  My friend—­Mr. Clem—­Clement Lindsay does n’t care for me as he used to,—­I know he does n’t.  He hasn’t written to me for—­I don’t know but it’s a month.  And O Mr. Gridley! he’s such a great man, and I am such a simple person,—­I can’t help thinking—­he would be happier with somebody else than poor little Susan Posey!”

This last touch of self-pity overcame her, as it is so apt to do those who indulge in that delightful misery, and she broke up badly, as a horse-fancier would say, so that it was some little time before she recovered her conversational road-gait.

“O Mr. Gridley,” she began again, at length, “if I only dared to tell him what I think,—­that perhaps it would be happier for us both—­if we could forget each other!  Ought I not to tell him so?  Don’t you think he would find another to make him happy?  Wouldn’t he forgive me for telling him he was free?  Were we not too young to know each other’s hearts when we promised each other that we would love as long as we lived?  Sha’n’t I write him a letter this very day and tell him all?  Do you think it would be wrong in me to do it?  O Mr. Gridley, it makes me almost crazy to think about it.  Clement must be free!  I cannot, cannot hold him to a promise he does n’t want to keep.”

There were so many questions in this eloquent rhapsody of Susan’s that they neutralized each other, as one might say, and Master Gridley had time for reflection.  His thoughts went on something in this way: 

“Pretty clear case!  Guess Mr. Clement can make up his mind to it.  Put it well, did n’t she?  Not a word about our little Gifted!  That’s the trouble.  Poets! how they do bewitch these schoolgirls!  And having a chance every day, too, how could you expect her to stand it?” Then aloud:  “Susan Posey, you are a good, honest little girl as ever was.  I think you and Clement were too hasty in coming together for life before you knew what life meant.  I think if you write Clement a letter, telling him that you cannot help fearing that you two are not perfectly adapted to each other, on account of certain differences for which neither of you is responsible, and that you propose that each should release the other from the pledge given so long ago,—­in that case, I say, I believe he will think no worse of you for so doing, and may perhaps agree that it is best for both of you to seek your happiness elsewhere than in each other.”

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