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"I promised Miss Vyvyan to be there, and keep her from disturbing the congregation. You Lionel, will come with me." "No; you must excuse me. I have long been engaged elsewhere." "That's a pity," said the Colonel, gravely. "Lady Dulcett's conceit is just one of the places where a young man should be seen."
Vyvyan had suddenly resolved to take her into Switzerland, with the view of passing the next winter in Italy. The room was filled with loungers of both sexes. Darrell had stayed but a short time. The leave-taking had been somewhat formal Flora unusually silent. He opened her note, and read the first lines listlessly; those that followed, with a changing cheek and an earnest eye.
"My dear mother," he said at last, "what can be the matter that I am met by such tornados as my welcome on returning?" "Don't ask me, Vyvyan. Your father is naturally angry at your expulsion, and you have grieved us both. But, dear Vyvyan, do not put on such an impertinent and indifferent manner; it annoys Sir Rollo exceedingly.
Vyvyan imitated his father in his expensive tastes, and cultivated, with vulgar assiduity, the society of the noblemen at his college. In a short time he knew them all, and all of them had been at his rooms except a young Lord De Vayne, of whom we shall hear more hereafter, and whose retiring manners made him shrink with dislike from Bruce's fawning familiarity.
As the weeks went on, his ill-regulated passions grew more and more free from the control of reason or manliness, and he sank downwards, downwards, downwards, into the most shameful abysses of an idle, and evil, and dissipated life. And the germ of that ruin was planted by the hand of the clever, and gay, and handsome Vyvyan Bruce.
The truth was soon known to the world. Numberless executions were put into Vyvyan House. Every available fragment of property was seized by Sir Rollo's creditors; and as Lady Bruce's private fortune had long been spent, she and her son were left all but penniless.
He must kneel down at once, and ask God to forgive him and make him a good boy. "'I was not naughty, he pouted, 'it was Vyvyan; he was naughty. "I explained to him that his temper was naughty, and that he must do as he was told.
On his table was a note from Lady Adela's father, cordially inviting Darrell to pass the next week at his country-house; London was now emptying fast. On the table too was a parcel, containing a book which Darrell had lent to Miss Vyvyan some weeks ago, and a note from herself. In calling at her father's house that morning, he had learned that Mr.
He must kneel down at once, and ask God to forgive him and make him a good boy. "'I was not naughty, he pouted, 'it was Vyvyan; he was naughty. "I explained to him that his temper was naughty, and that he must do as he was told.
He had quarrelled with Vyvyan, and beaten him, and when he was shaken and told he must say his prayers, he would not kneel down, or ask God to make him a good boy. Of course I had to go upstairs and see to it. I took the chubby little fellow on my knee, and told him in a grave way that he had been very naughty; naughty to hit his younger brother, and naughty because he had given his mother pain.
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