"It's late, Reuben, and I must go indoors," said she, with a quiet that she did not feel.
"We'll take one more turn, Adèle; you _must_." And her hand trembled in the eager clasp he fastened upon it.
Not once did it come into her mind that Reuben was to make a declaration of passion for her. She had feared only some burst of feeling in the direction of the spinster, or of the Doctor, which should compromise him even more seriously. When, therefore, he burst forth, as he did presently, with a passionate avowal of his love, she was overwhelmed with confusion.
"This is so sudden, so strange, Reuben! indeed it is!"
Tenderly as she may have felt toward him in days gone, and gratefully as she always felt, this sudden attempt to carry by storm the very citadel of her affections was not alone a surprise, but seemed like sacrilege. The mystery and doubt that overhung the relations between her own father and mother--and which she felt keenly--had made her regard with awe any possible marriage of her own, investing the thought of it with a terrible sanctity, and as something to be approached only with a reverent fear. If in this connection she had ever thought of Reuben, it was in those days when he seemed so earnest in the faith, and when their feelings were blent by some superhuman agency. But at his divergence into the paths of skepticism, it seemed to her simple and intense faith that thenceforth their pilgrimages must be wholly distinct: his--and she trembled at the thought of it--through some terrible maze of error, where she could not follow: and hers--by God's grace--straight to the city whose gates are of pearl.
When, therefore, she had replied to the passionate address of Reuben, "You must not talk thus," it was with a tear in her eye.
"Yes, it grieves me, Reuben. Our paths are different now"; and she bethought herself of her father's injunction, which seemed to make her duty still plainer, and forbade her to encourage that parley with her heart which--with her hand still fast in Reuben's, and his eyes beaming with a fierce heat upon her--she was beginning to entertain.
"Indeed, indeed, you must not, Reuben!"--and withdrawing her hand suddenly, she passed it over brow and eyes, as if to rally her thoughts to measure the situation.