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"I understand it all," exclaimed Helen, "and I was right from the very first; I saw he disliked me, and he ever will and must dislike and detest me I see it in every look, hear it in every word, in every tone." "Now, my dear Helen, if you are riding off on your imagination, I wish you a pleasant ride, and till you come back again I will write my letter," said Lady Davenant, taking up a pen.

Castle Davenant it was called, although it had long since ceased to be defensible; but when it was built by Sir Godfrey Davenant, who came over with Strongbow, it was a place of strength. Strongbow's followers did well for themselves. They had reckoned on hard fighting, but the Irish were too much divided among themselves to oppose any serious resistance to the invaders.

Lady Davenant had warned Helen against the dangers of indecision and coquetry with her lovers, but this danger of extravagance in dress she had not foreseen and into how much expense this one weak compliance would lead her, Helen could not calculate. She had fancied that, at least, till she went to town, she should not want anything expensive this was a great mistake.

During the conversation with him Olivia had so completely forgotten Davenant that when she descended to the oval sitting-room she was scarcely surprised to find that he had left and that Drusilla Fane was waiting in his place. "You see, Olivia," Mrs.

"Always true, you are," said Lady Davenant. "I protest I said nothing but the truth," cried Lady Cecilia hastily. "But not the whole truth, Cecilia," said her mother. "I did, upon my word, mamma," persisted Lady Cecilia, repeating "upon my word." "Upon your word, Cecilia! that is either a vulgar expletive or a most serious asseveration."

Lady Davenant would be the safest person to consult; yet Helen, with all her young delicacy fresh about her, scrupled, and could not screw her courage to the sticking-place. Every morning going to Lady Davenant's room, she half resolved and yet came away without speaking. At last, one morning, she began: You said something the other day, my dear Lady Davenant, about a visit from Miss Clarendon.

This died out when the colonel spoke, and two of the troopers seized him, but at that moment his eye fell upon one of the English officers. "Colonel L'Estrange!" he exclaimed. The officer started, at hearing his name called out by the prisoner, but he did not recognize him. "I am Walter Davenant. You remember, sir, the wreck off Bray?" "Good heavens!"

"You can read it." Kitty perused it in silence. "Am in town. Shall call this afternoon on chance of finding you in. "The very last person we wanted to blow in here just now," commented Kitty as she returned the wire. Penelope slipped it back into its envelope and replaced it on the salver. "Take it to Miss Davenant," she told the maid quietly. "And explain that you brought it to me by mistake."

There was no attempt to disguise its purpose. "The Bent and Design," wrote Charles Davenant, "was to make those colonies as much dependant as possible upon their Mother-Country," by preventing them from trading independently and so diverting their wealth. The effect would be to give English, Irish, and colonial shipping a monopoly of the carrying trade within the Empire.

That he should be in the House of Peers was little satisfaction to me, unless distinguished among his peers. It was this distinction that I burned to see obtained by Lord Davenant; I urged him forward then by all the motives which make ambition virtue.