I thought she barely knew him.

And if I had known, could I have suspected her of intriguing with an ill-bred adventurer! Yes, I might: my experience ought to have warned me that the taint was in her blood.

Her mother did the same thing--left the position I had given her to run away with a charlatan, disgracing me without the shadow of an excuse or reason except her own innate love for what was low.

I thought Marian had escaped that.

I was proud of her--placed un--unbounded confidence in her." "She has struck me a blow," said Douglas, "the infernal treachery----." He checked himself, and after a moment resumed in his ordinary formal manner.