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"I fear, poor girl," said Lady Erpingham, for they were talking of Constance's expected arrival, "I fear that she will be quite abashed by seeing so many of us, and under such unhappy circumstances." "How old is she?" asked a beauty. "About thirteen, I believe." "Handsome?" "I have not seen her since she was seven years old.
He greeted Constance very quietly; and, as she thought, slightly: but his eyes turned to her far more often than any friend of Lord Erpingham's might ever have remarked those large round hazel eyes turn to any one before. When the earl withdrew to adjust his toilet for dinner, Lady Erpingham, as she wiped her eyes, could not help exclaiming to Constance, "Is he not handsome? What a figure!"
A cottage and a desert with Constance Constance all his heart and hand would have been Paradise: he would have nursed no other ambition, nor dreamed of a reward beyond. Such effect has jealousy upon us. We confide, and we hesitate to accept a boon: we are jealous, and we would lay down life to attain it. "What a handsome fellow Erpingham is!" said a young man in a cavalry regiment.
Lady Erpingham, a distant connection of the deceased, invited Constance to live with her; and Constance of course consented, for she had no alternative. On the day that she arrived at Lady Erpingham's house, in Hill Street, there were several persons present in the drawing-room.
Now, she congratulates herself on having so charming a daughter-in-law; now, she suddenly stops short to observe what a pity it is that young men should be so precipitate! Now, she says what a great match it will be for her dear ward! and now, what a happy one it will be for Erpingham! In short, she does not know whether to be pleased or vexed; and that, pour dire vrai, is my case also."
The Moorish girl opened the door to the countess; and her strange dress, her African hue and features, relieved by the long, glittering pendants in her ears, while they seemed suited to the eccentric reputation of her mistress, brought a slight smile to the proud lip of Lady Erpingham, as she conceived them a part of the charlatanism practised by the soothsayer.
Court. Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which breaks yonder? Bates. I think it be, but we have no great cause to desire the approach of day. Will. We see yonder the beginning of the day, but I think we shall never see the end of it. Who goes there? King Henry. A friend. Will. Under what captain serve you? King. Under Sir Thomas Erpingham. Will.
Lord Dartington bowed confusedly over the beautiful hand he touched; and Constance, walking into the drawing-room, sent for Lord Erpingham on business Dartington took his leave. Constance, Countess of Erpingham, was young, rich, lovely as a dream, worshipped as a goddess. Was she happy? and was her whole heart occupied with the trifles that surrounded her?
Such was the fate of S 's wife; such may be the fate of Godolphin's. Oh, Miss Vernon could not marry him!" "You are right, Lord Erpingham," said Constance with emphasis; "but you take too much licence in expressing your opinion." Before Lord Erpingham could stammer forth his apology they heard a slight noise behind: they turned; Godolphin had risen.
In this conservatory Constance was alone one morning, when Lord Dartington, who had entered the house with Lord Erpingham, joined her. He was not a man who could ever become sentimental; he was rather the gay lover rather the Don Gaolor than the Amadis; but he was a little abashed before Constance.
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