The Return of the Native
so, that she may not be still more indignant with you. I know you could not help it, dear, whatever Aunt may think.” 

 “She is very unpleasant.” 

 “Yes,” Thomasin murmured, “and I suppose I seem so now.... Damon, what do you mean to do about me?” 

 “Do about you?” 

 “Yes. Those who don’t like you whisper things which at moments make me doubt you. We mean to marry, I suppose, don’t we?” 

 “Of course we do. We have only to go to Budmouth on Monday, and we marry at once.” 

 “Then do let us go!—O Damon, what you make me say!” She hid her face in her handkerchief. “Here am I asking you to marry me, when by rights you ought to be on your knees imploring me, your cruel mistress, not to refuse you, and saying it would break your heart if I did. I used to think it would be pretty and sweet like that; but how different!” 

 “Yes, real life is never at all like that.” 

 “But I don’t care personally if it never takes place,” she added with a little dignity; “no, I can live without you. It is Aunt I think of. She is so proud, and thinks so much of her family respectability, that she will be cut down with mortification if this story should get abroad before—it is done. My cousin Clym, too, will be much wounded.” 

 “Then he will be very unreasonable. In fact, you are all rather unreasonable.” 

 Thomasin coloured a little, and not with love. But whatever the momentary feeling which caused that flush in her, it went as it came, and she humbly said, “I never mean to be, if I can help it. I merely feel that you have my aunt to some extent in your power at last.” 

 “As a matter of justice it is almost due to me,” said Wildeve. “Think what I have gone through to win her consent; the insult that it is to any man to have the banns forbidden—the double insult to a man unlucky enough to be cursed with sensitiveness, and blue demons, and Heaven knows what, as I am. I can never forget those banns. A harsher man would rejoice now in the power I have of turning upon your aunt by going no further in the business.” 

 She looked wistfully at him with her sorrowful eyes as he said those words, and her aspect showed that more than one person in the 
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