But much as she had loved Gregory before, she seemed to love him more
now. She was continually talking to him when they were alone, though he
was far too young to understand her moaning words, or give her any
comfort, except by his caresses.
At last William Preston and she were wed; and she went to be mistress of
a well-stocked house, not above half-an-hour's walk from where aunt Fanny
lived. I believe she did all that she could to please my father; and a
more dutiful wife, I have heard him himself say, could never have been.
But she did not love him, and he soon found it out. She loved Gregory,
and she did not love him. Perhaps, love would have come in time, if he
had been patient enough to wait; but it just turned him sour to see how
her eye brightened and her colour came at the sight of that little child,
while for him who had given her so much, she had only gentle words as
cold as ice. He got to taunt her with the difference in her manner, as
if that would bring love: and he took a positive dislike to Gregory,--he
was so jealous of the ready love that always gushed out like a spring of
fresh water when he came near.
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