Rut the duchess was not to be offended until she had completed her manoeuvre.
"Well, now," said she, turning to Lord Erpingham, "I appeal to you; is not Miss Vernon to be married very soon to Mr.Godolphin?
I am sure (with an affected good-nature and compassion that stung Constance to the quick), I am sure I _hope_ so." "Upon my word you amaze me," said Lord Erpingham, opening to their fullest extent the large, round, hazel eyes for which he was so justly celebrated.

"I never heard this before." "Oh! a secret as yet ?" said the duchess; "very well! I can keep a secret." Lady Margaret looked down, and laughed prettily.
"I thought till now," said Constance, with grave composure, "that no person could be more contemptible than one who collects idle reports: I now find I was wrong: a person infinitely more contemptible is one who invents them." The rude duchess beat at her own weapons, blushed with anger even through her rouge: but Constance turned away, and, still leaning on Lord Erpingham's arm, sought another seat;--that seat, on the opposite side of the pillar behind which Godolphin sat, was still within his hearing.
"Upon my word, Miss Vernon," said Erpingham, "I admire your spirit.
Nothing like setting down those absurd people who try to tease one, and think one dares not retort.

But pray--I hope I'm not impertinent--pray, may I ask if this rumour have any truth in it ?" "Certainly not," said Constance, with great effort, but in a clear tone.
"No: I should have thought not--I should have thought not.

Godolphin's much too poor--much too poor for you.

Miss Vernon is not born to marry for love in a cottage,--is she ?" Constance sighed.
That soft, low tone thrilled to Godolphin's very heart.