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y. "She is so lovely, so good"-- "Nonsense! Were there no lovely English girls? no good English girls? Emily is ten times lovelier." "You know what you said." "I said it to please you." "Charlotte!" "Yes, I did,--at least, in a great measure. It is easy enough to call a pretty girl an angel; and as for my promise to love your wife, of course I expected you would choose a wife suitable to your religion and your birth. Suppose you selected some outlandish dress,--an Italian brigand's, for instance,--what would the neighboring gentlemen think of you? It would be an insult to their national costume, and they would do right to resent it. Well, being who and what you are, you have no right to bring an Italian woman into Seat-Sandal. It is an insult to every woman in the county, and they will make you feel it." "I shall not give them the opportunity. Beatrice cannot live in this beastly climate." "The climate is wrong also? Naturally. It would follow the religion and the woman. Harry Sandal, I wish I had died, ere my ears had heard such a shame and sorrow for my father and mother! Where are you going to live, then?" "In Florence. It is the birthplace of Beatrice the city associated with all her triumphs." "God have mercy, Harry! Her triumphs! Is she, then, an actress?" "She is a singer,--a wonderful singer; one to whom the world has listened with breathless delight." "A singing woman! And you have married her? It is an outrage on your ancestors, and on your parents and sisters." "I will not hear you speak in that way, Charlotte. Of course I married her. Did you wish me to ruin and debase her? _That_, I suppose, you could have forgiven. My sin against the Sandals and society is, that I married her." "No, sir; you know better. Your sin is in having any thing whatever to do with her. There is not a soul in Sandal that would have hesitated between ruin and marriage. If it had to be one or the other, then father and mother both, then I, then all your friends, would have said without hesitation, 'Marry the woman.'" "I expected and hoped this would be your view of the situation. I could not give up Beatrice, and I could not be a scoundrel to her." "You might have thought of another woman besides Beatrice. Is a sin against a mother a less sin than one against a strange woman? A mother is something sacred. To wound her heart is to throw a stone at her. You have committed a sort of sacrilege. And yo
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