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Sandra Belloni -- Volume 7

Chapter 8 8

Word Count: 1487    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

ee you before I leave England, I insist upon your believing me. I have no head for seeing anybody now. Emilia"-was the simple signature, perused over and over again

f the clothes-brush. Indeed; he patted his shoulder and elbow to remove the soil of his short contact with earth, and tried a cigar: but the first taste of the smoke sickened his lips. Then he stood for a moment as a man in a new world. This strange sensation of disgust with fami

rom us the strength of our nature, as if (which is probable) at every step we paid fee to move forward. Wilfrid had just enough of the coin to pay his footing. He was verily fining himself down. You are tempted to ask what the value of him will be by the tim

g is plain, and, as usual, good; but not even I, who have less reason to laugh at him than anybody, can grave

captain remarked that it was a fine night, and prepared to ride off, but Wilfrid requested him to dismount, and his voice had the unmistakeable ring in it by which a man knows that there must be no trifling. The captain leaned for

me here?" he s

estion," said the captain,

been playing with my sister, a

and smoothed his horse's neck. "They're not so easily p

," said Wilfrid, "and, by heaven! if you have cast

lity. She began pretty well. She arranged the preliminaries capitally. Why, look here," he relinquished his ordinary drawl; "I'll tell you something, which you may put down in my favour or not-just as you like. That woman did her best to compromise your sister with me on board the yacht. I can't tell you how, and won't. Of course, I wouldn't if I could; but I have sense enough to admire a very charming person, and I did the only honourable thin

heel to his horse

at Lady Charlotte had persecuted him dreadfully. "Poor Augustus! his entire reputation for evil is owing to her black paint-brush. There is no man so easily 'hooked,' as Mrs. B

rests. She laughed and blushed with humorous satisfaction; and, on second thoughts, he

nly, "will you persuade C

u wish it,"

dear. I don't like the prospect of

ot repress a de

ed," she cried; and ult

rd Eltham before her on

don't be clumsy. But I

tinued to visit the house, learning by degrees to prefer me, but still too chivalrous to withdraw his claim to Cornelia, notwithstanding that he has seen indications of her not too absolute devotion towards him:-I have let him become aware that I have broken with Captain Gambier (whose income is eight hundred a year merely), for the sake of a higher attachment: now, since the catastrophe, he can with ease make it appear to the world that I was his c

al endowments. He was the more willing to magnify them, inasmuch as he thereby strengthened his hope that liberty would follow the speaki

llow, upon a review of the beggared aspect of his f

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