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'I do believe Colambre's ill; I never saw a man look so ill in my life did you, Grace? as he did the minute we drove on. He should take advice. I've a mind, cried Lady Clonbrony, laying her hand on the cord to stop the coachman 'I've a mind to turn about, tell him so, and ask what is the matter with him.
"Let me see his face, and I'll tell you." Lord Colambre's servant was summoned. "Yes, I like his face. God bless you! Leave me." Lord Colambre gave his servant a charge to bear with Mr. Reynolds' rough manner and temper, and to pay the poor old gentleman every possible attention. Then our hero proceeded with his father on his journey, and on this journey nothing happened worthy of note.
Petito, laying a detaining hand upon Lord Colambre's whip, one end of which he unwittingly trusted within her reach, 'I and my lady had a little difference, which the best friends, you know, sometimes have; so my Lady Clonbrony was so condescending to give me up to my Lady Dashfort and I knew no more than the child unborn that her ladyship had it in contemplation to cross the seas.
Now, Colambre, begin; and tell us all at once!" But as nothing is so tedious as a twice told tale, Lord Colambre's narrative need not here be repeated. He began with Count O'Halloran's visit, immediately after Lady Clonbrony had left London; and went through the history of the discovery that Captain Reynolds was the husband of Miss St.
He is no friend of mine, I can assure you nor any such sort of person. 'I thought it was impossible! cried Colambre, with exultation. 'I only wish your father, Colambre, could say as much, added Lady Clonbrony. Lord Colambre's countenance fell again; and again he was silent for some time. 'Does my father dine at home, ma'am? 'I suppose not; he seldom dines at home.
The circumstances of domestic distress, which afterwards occurred in the family of his friend, entirely occupied Lord Colambre's time and attention. All thoughts of love were suspended, and his whole mind was given up to the active services of friendship.
This doctrine her ladyship had repeated for years so often and so dogmatically, that she conceived it to be incontrovertible, and of as full force as any law of the land, or as any moral or religious obligation. She would as soon have suspected her niece of an intention of stealing her diamond necklace as of purloining Colambre's heart, or marrying this heir of the house of Clonbrony.
Now, Colambre, begin; and tell us all at once! But as nothing is so tedious as a twice-told tale, Lord Colambre's narrative need not here be repeated. He began with Count O'Halloran's visit, immediately after Lady Clonbrony had left London; and went through the history of the discovery that Captain Reynolds was the husband of Miss St.
Beautiful and graceful, yet so unconscious was she of her charms, that the eye of admiration could rest upon her without her perceiving it she seemed so intent upon others as totally to forget herself The whole train of Lord Colambre's thoughts was so completely deranged that, although he was sensible there was something of importance he had to say to his mother, yet, when Mr.
"Rather have no descendant than be forced to acknowledge an illegitimate child." "My lord, I entreat as a friend I command you to be patient," said the count, who saw Lord Colambre's indignation suddenly rise. "So, then, this is the purpose of your visit," continued old Reynolds: "and you come from my enemies, from the St.
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