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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 edition. Excerpt: ...certainly the finest girl in London. By the by, make the best story you can for me. I know she likes me, for all her wincing; and I shall need some little private comfort, if I marry that ugly thing Darnel. " Yours ever, " F. Db Burgh. " You need not quake for your five thousand--Darnel will bite at once." The amazement with which I read this letter instantly gave place to doubts of the misfortune which it announced. I had been so accustomed to rest secure in the possession of splendid affluence, that a sudden reverse appeared incredible. It occurred to me that some groundless report must have misled Lord Frederick, who was thus outwitted by his own avarice. But, when I reached the close of his sentimental billet, scorn and indignation overpowered every other feeling. "The luckiest chance " I exclaimed. " Well may he call it so Oh what a wretch have I escaped What a complication of all that is basest and vilest --No " said I, detaining with a disdainful smile the letter, which Lady St. Edmunds reached her hand to receive, " No this I will keep, as a memorial of the disinterestedness of man, and the passionate temperament of Lord Frederick de Burgh. Now, I suppose your Ladyship will not object to returning instantly to town." Lady St. Edmunds, who actually seemed to quail beneath my eye, made no objection to this proposal; but followed in silence, as I haughtily led the way to the carriage. We entered, and it drove rapidly homewards. My thoughts again recurring to the letter, another light now flashed upon me; and a stronger burst of resentment swelled my heart. " This epistle," I suddenly exclaimed, " is a master-teacher. It shows me the sincerity of friends, B as well as the tenderness of lovers. Where was your boasted friendship, ...… (meer)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 edition. Excerpt: ...certainly the finest girl in London. By the by, make the best story you can for me. I know she likes me, for all her wincing; and I shall need some little private comfort, if I marry that ugly thing Darnel. " Yours ever, " F. Db Burgh. " You need not quake for your five thousand--Darnel will bite at once." The amazement with which I read this letter instantly gave place to doubts of the misfortune which it announced. I had been so accustomed to rest secure in the possession of splendid affluence, that a sudden reverse appeared incredible. It occurred to me that some groundless report must have misled Lord Frederick, who was thus outwitted by his own avarice. But, when I reached the close of his sentimental billet, scorn and indignation overpowered every other feeling. "The luckiest chance " I exclaimed. " Well may he call it so Oh what a wretch have I escaped What a complication of all that is basest and vilest --No " said I, detaining with a disdainful smile the letter, which Lady St. Edmunds reached her hand to receive, " No this I will keep, as a memorial of the disinterestedness of man, and the passionate temperament of Lord Frederick de Burgh. Now, I suppose your Ladyship will not object to returning instantly to town." Lady St. Edmunds, who actually seemed to quail beneath my eye, made no objection to this proposal; but followed in silence, as I haughtily led the way to the carriage. We entered, and it drove rapidly homewards. My thoughts again recurring to the letter, another light now flashed upon me; and a stronger burst of resentment swelled my heart. " This epistle," I suddenly exclaimed, " is a master-teacher. It shows me the sincerity of friends, B as well as the tenderness of lovers. Where was your boasted friendship, ...