Capitolo 10
to error and to sin, but as a talisman it made to be his/her letters. He thought
in the years that you/he/she was passed, on their last interview, when every word
you/he/she had carved it on his/her heart, on the devotedness of his/her orphan
sister, the uneasiness that he had caused once; he thought on these things,
and it sustained firm,--the run away tempter. He was standing in front of them erect in
young beauty, any inside stain offered him turns from those affectionate glances or
tightens him from the arm that they lace of his/her young sister. And, oh, as blessed
be so it to meet! to feel that it is enfeebled years you/he/she has not alienated us,
distance is not decreased love, that we am also to each other as us
separated; to feel again the affectionate kiss once more to feel the accents of a,
voice that to us it has been being for years so still,--one voice that brings
with him gush out him/it of memory! Past days flutter in front of us; feelings,
thoughts, hopes that we have held every increase were dead again, he/she summoned from that
secret witchery, the well-remembered nevertheless silent and long voice. Impediment
years, long, lingering, saddening that years, it drags on their chain, face youth
you/he/she has resulted in the virility, the virility to grow old, still wants him/it both the
same--the voice that we have loved once, and it ever held still to us for--oh,
time and the pain, and it damaged the hope you/he/she will be forgotten, and youth, in his
undimmed and the cheerful beauty, his/her shine of the generous feelings his/her diamond
the anticipations, all are again entirely ours.
"Mother; yes, indeed I now call her mother!" Exclaimed Edward, when
the nervousness of this sudden reunion had lowered, and he was found
it made to sit on a sofa between his/her aunt and sister, while hooking the hand of the
first and caressingly twisting his/her round arm the second. "Now indeed
I satisfy in the joy it is to see again her both; I am now standing
before unshrinkingly to satisfy my uncle's look, any guilt or the shame, or
fear has thrown its fog on my heart. This was Your gift", he drew a