The Old English Baron: a Gothic Story
back of his hand: “Why,” said he, “my good friend, do you look at me so earnestly and affectionately?”      

       “Because I love you, Master Edmund,” said he; “because I wish you well.”      

       “I thank you kindly,” answered Edmund; “I am unable to repay your love, otherwise than by returning it, which I do sincerely.”      

       “I thank you, sir,” said the old man; “that is all I desire, and more than I deserve.”      

       “Do not say so,” said Edmund; “if I had any better way to thank you, I would not say so much about it; but words are all my inheritance.”      

       Upon this he shook hands with Joseph, who withdrew hastily to conceal his emotion, saying, “God bless you, master, and make your fortune equal to your deserts! I cannot help thinking you were born to a higher station than what you now hold.”      

       “You know to the contrary,” said Edmund; but Joseph was gone out of sight and hearing.     

       The notice and observation of strangers, and the affection of individuals, together with that inward consciousness that always attends superiour qualities, would sometimes kindle the flames of ambition in Edmund’s heart; but he checked them presently by reflecting upon his low birth and dependant station. He was modest, yet intrepid; gentle and courteous to all; frank and unreserved to those that loved him, discreet and complaisant to those who hated him; generous and compassionate to the distresses of his fellow-creatures in general; humble, but not servile, to his patron and superiors. Once, when he with a manly spirit justified himself against a malicious imputation, his young Lord, Robert, taxed him with pride and arrogance to his kinsmen. Edmund denied the charge against him with equal spirit and modesty. Master Robert answered him sharply,       “How dare you contradict my cousins? do you mean to give them the lie?”      

       “Not in words, Sir,” said Edmund; “but I will behave so as that you shall not believe them.”      

       Master Robert haughtily bid him be silent and know himself, and not presume to contend with men so much his superiors in every respect. These heart-burnings in some degree subsided by their preparations for going to France. 
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