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It is not natural, Something, I see, has discomposed your temper; I am ignorant of it." "I made you aware, some time ago, that the Earl of Cullamore and I had entered into a matrimonial arrangement between you and his son, Lord Dunroe."
"That, my lord, at all events," said the coarse-minded man, after having recovered himself, "that is gratifying." "What!" exclaimed Lord Cullamore, "to make your daughter the cause and subject of a duel, an intemperate brawl in a shooting gallery. The only hope I have is, that I trust she was not named." "But, my lord, it is, after all, a proof of his affection for her."
"What is this, sir what means this, gentlemen? This house, pray recollect, is a house of death and of suffering." "It is the truth, Miss Gourlay," replied the Dean. "Here stands the veritable Lord Dunroe, whose father is now the earl of Cullamore." "But, sir, I don't understand this." "It is very easily understood, however, Miss Gourlay.
"Lord Cullamore sent the Dean to me to say, that it was his earnest request I should his last." "His last! Lucy. Well, then, see him there is a great deal due to a last request." "Oh, yes, I shall see him. Well, good-by, papa. Remember now that you take the composing draught; I shall return to you after I have seen Lord Dunroe." She was closing the door, when he recalled her.
"Norton," said Dandy, whose heart was going at full speed, with a hope that he had at length got into the right track, "it's a purty name in troth. Arra, Nancy, do you know was your misthress ever in France?" "Ay, was she," replied Nancy. "Many a year maid to let me see what's this the name is? Ay! Cullamore. Maid to the wife of Lord Cullamore.
Poor Lord Cullamore I respect and venerate, for I have reason to believe that he has, for one contemplated error, had an unhappy if not a remorseful life. In the meantime, even in opposition to your father's wishes, I say it, and in confirmation of your strongest prejudices " "It amounts to antipathy, Mrs. Mainwaring to hatred, to abhorrence."
He instantly sat down to his writing-desk, and penned as strong a recommendation as he could possibly compose to Lord Cullamore, after which he threw himself again upon the sofa, and exclaimed: "Well, that act is done, and an iniquitous one it is; but no matter, it is gone off to the post, and I'm rid of him. Now for Lucy, and my ambition; she is unquestionably with that shameless old woman who could think of marrying at such an age.
I pray you, sir, then, to make and observe the distinction; and, instead of assailing me for want of affection as a parent, to thank me for the candor with which I have spoken." The baronet felt subdued; it is evident that his mind was too coarse and selfish to understand the delicacy, the truth, and high, conscientious feeling with which Lord Cullamore conducted his part of this negotiation.
Here he was left once more in his tribulations, for as he uttered the last word, Gibson returned, pronouncing in a distinct but respectful voice, "The Earl of Cullamore;" and that nobleman, leaning upon the arm of his confidential servant, Morty O'Flaherty, immediately entered the room.
I am anxious to bring about a marriage between her and a young nobleman Lord Dunroe who will soon be the Earl of Cullamore, for his old father is dying, or near it, and then Lucy will be a countess. To effect this has been the great ambition of my life. Now, you must not only prevent Lucy from gaining you over to her interests, for she would nearly as soon die as marry him." "Pshaw!"
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