Her remarks made Isaac rather fidgetty; but he replied, in general terms, that he thought her ideas on the subject were very correct.
‘I suppose you think my father will give me considerable money,’ said she; ‘but that is a mistake.
Whoever takes me must take me for myself alone.’
The young man tried to stammer out that he did not come on any such errand; but his wits were bewildered by this unexpected siege, and he could not frame a suitable reply.
She mistook his confusion for the natural timidity of love, and went on to express the high opinion she entertained of him. Isaac looked wistfully at the door, in hopes her brother would come to his rescue.
But no relief came from that quarter, and fearing he should find himself engaged to be married without his own consent, he caught up his hat and rushed out. It was raining fast, but he splashed through mud and water, without stopping to choose his steps.
Crossing the yard in this desperate haste, he encountered the brother.
who called out, ‘Where are you going?’
‘I'm going home,’ he replied.
exclaimed his astonished friend, ‘Why it is raining hard; and you came to stay all night.
What does possess you, Isaac?
Come back, I say!’
‘I won't come back!’
shouted Isaac, from the distance.
‘I'm going home.’
And home he went.—