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so long and so earnestly did I speak that at length Aubrey looked up, seemingly cheered and relieved. "I wish," said he, timidly, "I wish that you loved me, and that you loved _me only_: but you love pleasure, and power, and show, and wit, and revelry; and you know not what it is to feel for me as I feel at times for you,--nay, perhaps you really dislike or despise me." Aubrey's voice grew bitter in its tone as he concluded these words, and I was instantly impressed with the belief that some one had insinuated distrust of my affection for him. "Why should you think thus?" I said; "has any cause occurred of late to make you deem my affection for you weaker than it was? Has any one hinted a surmise that I do not repay your brotherly regard?" Aubrey did not answer. "Has Gerald," I continued, "jealous of our mutual attachment, uttered aught tending to diminish it? Yes, I see that he has." Aubrey remained motionless, sullenly gazing downward and still silent. "Speak," said I, "in justice to both of us,--speak! You know, Aubrey, how I _have_ loved and love you: put your arms round me, and say that thing on earth which you wish me to do, and it shall be done!" Aubrey looked up; he met my eyes, and he threw himself upon my neck, and burst into a violent paroxysm of tears. I was greatly affected. "I see my fault," said I, soothing him; "you are angry, and with justice, that I have neglected you of late; and, perhaps, while I ask your confidence, you suspect that there is some subject on which I should have granted you mine. You are right, and, at a fitter moment, I will. Now let us return homeward: our uncle is never merry when we are absent; and when my mother misses your dark locks and fair cheek, I fancy that she sees little beauty in the ball. And yet, Aubrey," I added, as he now rose from my embrace and dried his tears, "I will own to you that I love this scene better than any, however gay, within;" and I turned to the sea, starlit as it was, and murmuring with a silver voice, and I became suddenly silent. There was a long pause. I believe we both felt the influence of the scene around us, softening and tranquillizing our hearts; for, at length, Aubrey put his hand in mine, and said, "You were always more generous and kind than I, Morton, though there are times when you seem different from what you are; and I know you have already forgiven me." I drew him affectionately towards me, and we went home. B
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