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At least, no one was surprised when the great heiress, Clementina Leslie, kinswoman and ward to Lord Lansmere, a young lady who had refused three earls and the heir apparent to a dukedom, was declared by her dearest friends to be dying of love for Audley Egerton. It had been the natural wish of the Lansmeres that this lady should marry their son, Lord L'Estrange.

Brooding over Harley's words to him, he suspected there had been such communication, with his usual penetrating astuteness. Riceabocca, here, was less on his guard, and rather parried the sidelong questions than denied their inferences. Randal began already to surmise the truth. Where was it likely Violante should go but to the Lansmeres?

But I don't think she is a woman to be caught by mere rank and fortune! Do you? Why can't you speak?" "If you do not get her consent soon, I think she is lost to you," said Randal, slowly; and before Frank could recover his dismay, glided from the house. Violante's first evening at the Lansmeres had passed more happily to her than the first evening under the same roof had done to Helen.

"He comes in September or October, when you, of course, are not in town, and it is in town that the Lansmeres meet him." "Why does he not go to them?" "A man in England but once a year, and for a few days, has so much to do in London, I suppose." "Is he as amusing as ever?" Egerton nodded. "So distinguished as he might be!" remarked Lord Westbourne.

Leonard, too, has been a frequent guest at the Lansmeres: all welcome and like him there. Peschiera has not evinced any sign of the deadly machinations ascribed to him.

At least, no one was surprised when the great heiress, Clementina Leslie, kinswoman and ward to Lord Lansmere, a young lady who had refused three earls and the heir apparent to a dukedom, was declared by her dearest friends to be dying of love for Audley Egerton. It had been the natural wish of the Lansmeres that this lady should marry their son, Lord L'Estrange.

Leonard, too, has been a frequent guest at the Lansmeres: all welcome and like him there. Peschiera has not evinced any sign of the deadly machinations ascribed to him.

But I don't think she is a woman to be caught by mere rank and fortune! Do you? Why can't you speak?" "If you do not get her consent soon, I think she is lost to you," said Randal, slowly; and before Frank could recover his dismay, glided from the house. Violante's first evening at the Lansmeres had passed more happily to her than the first evening under the same roof had done to Helen.

"He comes in September or October, when you, of course, are not in town, and it is in town that the Lansmeres meet him." "Why does he not go to them?" "A man in England but once a year, and for a few days, has so much to do in London, I suppose." "Is he as amusing as ever?" Egerton nodded. "So distinguished as he might be!" remarked Lord Westbourne.

Harley himself, it is true, had never taken part in politics, but his notions were, no doubt, those of a high-born soldier, who had fought, in alliance with Austria, for the restoration of the Bourbons. And this immense wealth which Violante might lose, if she married one like Randal himself her marriage with the heir of the Lansmeres might actually tend only to secure.

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