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In consequence, Agnes Delacour did a vast amount of good. She never by any chance gave injudiciously. Her present protégée was Mrs Macintyre. Mrs Macintyre was the sort of woman to whom the heart of Agnes Delacour went out in a great wave of pity. In the first place, she was Scots, and Miss Delacour loved the Scots. In the next place, she was very proud, and would not eat the bread of charity.
Lady Delacour, at this moment, came lightly tripping towards them, and addressing herself, in the character of the comic muse, to Hervey, exclaimed, "Hervey! my Hervey! most favoured of my votaries, why do you forsake me? 'Why mourns my friend, why weeps his downcast eye? That eye where mirth and fancy used to shine.
"No love-letters, indeed, Lady Delacour," said Belinda, holding the paper fast, as her ladyship, half in play, half in earnest, attempted to snatch it from her.
Miss Portman locked the room door, and began to undress Lady Delacour, who lay motionless. "Are we by ourselves?" said Lady Delacour, opening her eyes. "Yes are you much hurt?" said Belinda. "Oh, you are a charming girl!" said Lady Delacour. "Who would have thought you had so much presence of mind and courage have you the key safe?"
Vincent never joined any of the parties at play; but, just as he was going away, he heard some one say "How comes it, Vincent, that you've been idle all night?" This question revived Mr. Hervey's suspicions; and, uncertain what report he should make to Lord Delacour, he resolved to defer making any, till he had farther opportunities of judging. When Mr.
Vincent, if possible, without her, for a few minutes; and Lord Delacour departed, contenting himself with the usual excuse of letters to write. "I ought to be delighted with your gallantry, Mr.
At last, when it had been settled that all the Herveys were odd, but that this match of Clarence's was the oddest of all the odd things that any of the family had done for many generations, Mrs. Delacour calmly said, "Are you sure, Lady Boucher, that Mr. Hervey is married?" "Positive! as I said before, positive!
I had something of importance that I wished to say to you before I left town; but I am forced to go so suddenly, I can hardly hope for any moment but the present to speak to you, madam. May I ask whether you purpose remaining much longer with Lady Delacour?" "Yes," said Belinda, much surprised. "I believe I am not quite certain but I believe I shall stay with her ladyship some time longer." Mr.
I suppose I may be allowed to bring Hollyhock? 'Best not, on the first occasion. She irritates Miss Delacour. 'Oh, bother Miss Delacour! exclaimed the Honourable George, who was now at last thoroughly out of humour. 'Well, I'll meet you at half-past two at Ardshiel, and I hope by then I may feel a little calmer than I do at present.
He was thinking of M. Delacour and the proposal he had made to Mildred, that they should go away together. M. Delacour, a married man! But his wife must have been aware of her husband's intimacy, of his love for Mildred. 'But wasn't Madame Delacour jealous of you, of your intimacy with her husband? 'She knew there was nothing wrong.... But she accused me of kissing her husband; that was spite.
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