Mathilda by Mary Shelly Chapter 4 Page 2

degrees which could break my fall from happiness to misery; it was as the stroke of lightning — sudden and entire. Alas! I now met frowns where before I had been welcomed only with smiles: he, my beloved father, shunned me, and either treated me with harshness or a more heart-breaking coldness. We took no more sweet counsel together; and when I tried to win him again to me, his anger, and the terrible emotions that he exhibited drove me to silence and tears.

And this was sudden. The day before we had passed alone together in the country; I remember we had talked of future travels that we should undertake together — . There was an eager delight in our tones and gestures that could only spring from deep & mutual love joined to the most unrestrained confidence; and now the next day, the next hour, I saw his brows