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Updated: June 22, 2025


Here it was that Vargrave's incapacity to understand the refinements and scruples of a woman's affection and nature, however guilty the one, and however worldly the other, foiled and deceived him.

Vargrave's words were artful and eloquent; the words were calculated to win their way, but the manner, the tone of voice, wanted earnestness and truth. This was his defect; this characterized all his attempts to seduce or to lead others, in public or in private life. He had no heart, no deep passion, in what he undertook.

Only in Vargrave's presence were these scruples overmastered; but the moment he was gone they returned in full force.

For difficulties in a palace she might be prepared; perhaps even for some privations in a cottage ornee, but certainly not for penury in a lodging-house! She listened by degrees with more attention to Vargrave's description of the power and homage that would be hers if she could secure Lord Doltimore; she listened, and was in part consoled.

As he warmed his hands by the fire in the large wainscoted apartment into which he was shown, his eye met a full length engraving of his uncle, with a roll of papers in his hand, meant for a parliamentary bill for the turnpike trusts in the neighbourhood of C . The sight brought back his recollections of that pious and saturnine relation, and insensibly the minister's thoughts flew to his death-bed, and to the strange secret which in that last hour he had revealed to Lumley, a secret which had done much in deepening Lord Vargrave's contempt for the forms and conventionalities of decorous life.

And Maltravers raised his eyes, and once more beheld the countenance of Evelyn Cameron! Words of dark import gave suspicion birth. Luce. Is the wind there? That makes for me. Isab. Come, I forget a business. Wit without Money. LORD VARGRAVE'S travelling-carriage was at his door, and he himself was putting on his greatcoat in his library, when Lord Saxingham entered.

All her usual penetration had of late settled in self; and an uneasy feeling half arising from conscientious reluctance to aid Vargrave's objects, half from jealous irritation at the thought of Vargrave's marrying another had prevented her from seeking any very intimate or confidential communication with Evelyn herself.

His uncle bequeathed to me me who have no claim of relationship the fortune that should have been Lord Vargrave's, in the belief that my hand would restore it to him. It is almost a fraud to refuse him. Am I not to be pitied?" "But why can you not love Lord Vargrave? If past the premiere jeunesse, he is still handsome.

I added that as you were going to Paris, and as you loved her so much, there could not be a better opportunity for her entrance into life under the most favourable auspices. Lady Vargrave's answer to this letter arrived this morning: she will consent to such an arrangement should you propose it." "But what good will result to yourself in this project? At Paris you will be sure of rivals, and "

Lord Vargrave was not conscious of the intrusion, till the man laid his hand on Vargrave's arm, and exclaimed, "It is he! it is! Lumley Ferrers, we meet again!" Lord Vargrave started and changed colour, as he gazed on the intruder. Oh, I have suffered so horribly since we parted! Why is this? Why have I been so heavily visited, and why have you gone free? Heaven is not just!"

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