Evan Harrington -- Volume 4

red my brother,

say s

wo that loved the senseless youth, as

giving directions about what was to be d

ly nodded. And Seymour remarked, 'Fifty guineas knocked off her value!' One added, 'Nothing worse, I should th

brother! They could absolutely spare a thought for the animal! And Evan had risked his life for this, and mi

will it punish R

s liked a relative to be seen exhibiting; for in emotio

lgar. A word of sympathy from Lady Jocelyn might have saved her from the sourness into which her many conflicting passions were resolving; and mi

h Rose at all

se, to judge by her face, was as calm as glass. Not so well seen through, however. Mrs. Evremonde rode beside her, whose fingers sh

ther, 'Mama, may I ride

the thought came. She waited for the permission, and flew o

Lady Jocelyn say; and Harry just then stooped his head to the carri

ering in a flash that her own face had been all the while exposed to Mr. George Uplift; and then the terrors of his presence at Beckley Court came upon her, and the fact that she had not for the last ten minutes been the serene Countess de Saldar; and she quite hated Andrew, for vulgarity i

ss doesn't r

e spot where he fell, that there was no danger; he had but dislocated his shoulder, and bruised his head a little. Hearing this, she rose out of her clamorous heart, and seized the opportunity for a small burst of melodrama. Unhappily, Lady Joc

ing attire, about to mount to ride and meet them, accompanied by the Duke. Caroline had hastily tied up her hair; a rich golden brown lump of it hung round her cheek; her li

' she said aloud, as one who would not make mu

made her forget to tell her sister that George Uplift was by. Caroline had not been abroad, and her skin was not olive-hu

stamping with impatience to have the story told to her, to burst into fits of pathos; and while Seymour and Harry assis

and took his hand, saying

to-morrow,' he replied, and

cried, kissing him on the steps; and the Duke watch

deal her wounds, was cruel; but the Countess just then

lady a Ha

a likeness?' w

it-tit!' with the profound e

Leaving Evan in the doctor's hand, and telling Caroline to dress in her room, the Countes

that you should visit him. I am compelled to think of him entir

seemed to swallow down some

ess. I hoped you would

th the suavity of a governess, who must be civil in her sourness.

nimpressionable coquette of a girl. Before returning to Caroline, she had five minutes' conversation with. Juliana, which fully determined her to continue the campaign at Beckley Court, commence decisive movements, and not to re

ll be incumbent on us t

chagrin and astonishm

hardly

, then, that a flagellated female kisses the ro

d to her more than the Countess had ve

here are nobles in your England as romantic, as courteous, as delicate as our own foreign

n of her beautiful arm in the glass, and si

oline! O my goodness; it is just five-and-twenty minutes to the first dinner-bell, and you are crying! For God's sake, think of your face! Are you goi

dropped on her knees. Caroline's fit of tears subsided. The eld

riding in the carriage of the Duchesse de Col da Rosta, and her husband and duena, and he had a letter for her-the Duchesse. They loved! How deliver the letter? "Save me!" he cried to the Duchesse, catching her hand, and pressing his heart, as if very sick. The Duchesse felt the paper-turned her hand over on her knee, and he withdrew his. What does my Carr

ne remarked, hitherto a passive li

se with a positive Duke, and the Countess felt it, and drew b

very Engl

Grace,' she went on,

n. God forgive me!-I said that wa

t of nothing better,'

es

ight clear them h

language, Carr

t as oth

ity of the English mind. To the point-I know. Well, you perceive, my sweetest, that Evan's interests are in your hands. You dare not quit the

bell and rang it, for they were too near dinner for the trace of a single tear to

op to dinner that day, and would fall to the charge of Lady Racial once more. Conning, however, brought in a sheet of paper on which the names o

Conning-retire,' she

murmured, the moment t

plain to-day, for the

d Caroline, throwing back her head t

ble-is it not?

It makes a

y. May I

est, why? If I

love of y

long the

knot

d along th

hey meet yo

heek-bone

t too promin

relieve

l relieve the c

across her shoulders in heavy curls. The Duke would find a change of the sort singular. She should not at all know herself with

' she pe

or no?' added

e glass dolefully, and pulled up her thick locks

breathed t

,' said Caroline

is not my whim-it is your obligation. George Uplift dines her

ce, answered slowly, 'George? But how

know me. I brazen him! You with your hair in my style are equa

e was going to say she

dine. I will

ountess, 'and you are to change your head

ead like a girl. Triumph in the sense of her power ove

o see how far Caroline, whose weak compliance she could count on, and whose reticence concerning the Duke annoyed her, would submit to it to please her sister; and if she rebelled positively, why to be sure it was the Duke she dreaded to shock: and, therefore, the Duke ha

ss. 'Evan's prospects-it may be, Silva's restoration-depend

ble of reflecting only that her face w

o would allow a 'gentleman to sit down at a gentlewoman's table, in full company, in pronounced undress': and Caroline, utterly miserable, would pretend that she wore a

he sisters sailed togeth

d are too devout worshippers to presume to disapprove. Mr. George was standing by Miss Carrington, and he also watched Mrs. Strike. To bewilder him yet more the Countess persisted in fixing her eyes upon his heterodox apparel, and Mr. George became conscious and uneasy. Miss Carrington had to address her question to hi

om,' said the Countess, indicating Mr. George.

ess-our best man. He's

ilt

over and introduced to

in allusion to the hunt. Never did Caroline Strike admi

and over his chin, with 'ah-um!' a

supporter,

rest, ma-u

staunch and m

I think I have

you any secrets? Say "'Pon my honour," a

two minutes spoken as she spoke when a girl, and George -entirely off his guard and uns

r. The appearance of the butler cut short h

ess dismi

we require you.' And she resumed her foreign

oroughly detested the youthful squire, she chose to propagate a laugh at him by s

er fox may be a very du

ehind, heard it, and at Mr. Geor

o adopt the principle in tactics-boldly to strike w