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1Author:  Trowbridge J. T. (John Townsend) 1827-1916Add
 Title:  Lucy Arlyn  
 Published:  2003 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: IT was a proud day for Archy Brandle and his mother when Lucy Arlyn came out to their house to make a friendly visit and to drink tea. “You promised to grant me a favor. This is what I am directed to require of you. Find yourself at Dr. Biddikin's to-morrow at three, P.M. There you will meet a disagreeable little old woman, with yellow hair and a sour temper, named “Miss Lucy Arlyn. Respected Madam, — The reason you saw the undersigned a-fishing to-day, and which you may have seen him on previous occasions passing with rod and line by the brook which meandures beyond the house which has the honor of being your residence (viz., Jehiel Hedge's), the undersigned might explain, and would astonish you, if you would but grant an interview which he has sought in this way in order to get a word with you; not venturing to call openly, fear of offence: though he has in his possession facts of the most utmost importance to you, whom I fear have been wronged by a man I have long served faithfully, and blinded my eyes to his misdeeds, but whom I now suspect is a villain of the darkest calibre” — “I can no longer be of use to you, and I go; having already staid a day too long. My spiritual gift — for which alone you valued me — went before. I lost it when I lost myself. It will return to me only when my tranquillity returns; which can never be with you. I loved you, Guy Bannington. There, take my heart; tread it beneath your proud feet. I neither hate nor love you now. I am ice. The universe wails around me; but I hear it with dull ears. Farewell! I am weary, and wish to sleep.”
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