I do.

In the hand of my ward, Evelyn Cameron, I trust to obtain at once the domestic happiness to which I have as yet been a stranger, and the wealth necessary to my career." Lord Vargrave continued, after a short pause, "Though my avocations have separated us so much, I have no doubt of her steady affection,--and, I may add, of her sense of honour.

She alone can repair to me what else had been injustice in my uncle." He then proceeded to repeat the moral obligations which the late lord had imposed on Evelyn,--obligations that he greatly magnified.

Maltravers listened attentively, and said little.
"And these obligations being fairly considered," added Vargrave, with a smile, "I think, even had I rivals, that they could scarcely in honour attempt to break an existing engagement." "Not while the engagement lasted," answered Maltravers; "not till one or the other had declined to fulfil it, and therefore left both free: but I trust it will be an alliance in which all but affection will be forgotten; that of honour alone would be but a harsh tie." "Assuredly," said Vargrave; and, as if satisfied with what had passed, he turned the conversation,--praised Burleigh, spoke of county matters, resumed his habitual gayety, though it was somewhat subdued, and promising to call again soon, he at last took his leave.
Maltravers pursued his solitary rambles, and his commune with himself was stern and searching.
"And so," thought he, "this prize is reserved for Vargrave! Why should I deem him unworthy of the treasure?
May he not be worthier, at all events, than this soured temper and erring heart?
And he is assured too of her affection! Why this jealous pang?
Why can the fountain within never be exhausted?
Why, through so many scenes and sufferings, have I still retained the vain madness of my youth,--the haunting susceptibility to love?
This is my latest folly.".