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"It wad soon' queer eneuch, my lord, nae doobt, but fowk maunna min' the soon' o' a thing gien 't be a' straucht an' fair, an' strong eneuch to stan'. They cudna lauch me oot o' my richts, be they 'at they likit Lady Bellair or ony o' them na, nor jaw me oot o' them aither." "They might do a good deal to render those rights of little use," said the marquis.

This announcement of the speedy arrival of Lady Bellair made some bustle in the household of Ducie Bower; for her ladyship was in every respect a memorable character, and the butler who had remembered her visits to Mr. Temple before his residence at Ducie, very much interested the curiosity of his fellow-servants by his intimations of her ladyship's eccentricities.

He knows a great deal more about children than I can pretend to do; and I propose, with your leave, to go off now, myself, and if possible bring him back." The old doctor's keen eyes wandered as he spoke from Bellair's fair face to Hugh Elwyn's dark one. "Perhaps," he said, "perhaps, Mr. Bellair, you would get someone to telephone to Dr. Bewdley's house to say that I'm coming?

I have heard that Sir Ratcliffe Armine has not a thousand a year he can call his own. We are all so pleased, added Mrs. Montgomery Floyd, as if she were quite one of the family. 'Is it not delightful? 'They are to be married next month, said Lady Bellair. 'I did not quite make the match, but I did something. I love the Grandisons, because Lord Grandison was my son's friend fifty years ago.

'Tis she, that lovely Hair, that easy Shape, those wanton Eyes, and all those melting Charms about her Mouth, which Medley spoke of; I'll follow the Lottery, and put in for a Prize with my Friend Bellair. In Love the Victors from the Vanquish'd fly; They fly that wound, and they pursue that dye, Then turning over the Leaves, she reads alternately, and speaks,

Bellair's voice had dropped to a low, gruff whisper. Elwyn remained alone. He could hear slight movements going on in the room into which Bellair had just gone; and then there also fell on his ears the deep, regular sound of snoring. Who could be asleep in the house at such a moment? The sound disturbed him; it seemed to add a touch of grotesque horror to the situation.

Bellair, therefore, and two of his former fellow bondsmen, cultivated the estate, paying over the fixed proportion of the produce to the public funds. Bellair hastened to lead Madame L'Ouverture's horse round to the other side of the house, where no prickly vegetation was allowed to encroach.

However, as Lady Bellair loved a contrast, this was perhaps not unfortunate; for certainly her ladyship, in her simple costume which had only been altered by the substitution of a cap that should have been immortalised by Mieris or Gerard Douw, afforded one not a little startling to her sumptuous fellow-traveller. 'Your dinner is very good, said Lady Bellair to Mr. Temple.

It was almost presumptuous in me to ask him, yet I did so because you wished it. 'I never shall know him, said Lady Bertie and Bellair, with some vexation. 'He interests you, said Tancred, a little piqued. 'I had so many things to say to him, said her ladyship.

The desolation and despair which had been impressed on the countenance of Lady Bertie and Bellair vanished in an instant, as she recognised the handwriting of her correspondent. They were succeeded by an expression of singular excitement. She tore open the note; a stupor seemed to spread over her features, and, giving a faint shriek, she fell into a swoon.

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