He talks to his partner, and looks at you; tries to do two things at once, listen to her, and hear your voice.
You are the enchantress, depend upon it." A glow of triumph burned on the heart of Caroline at these words.

For though rather prejudiced against St.Eval by the arts of Annie, still, to make an impression on one whom she had heard was invulnerable to all, to make the calm, and some said, severely stoical, St.Eval bend beneath her power, was a triumph she determined to achieve.

That spirit of coquetry so fatal to her aunt, the ill-fated Eleanor, was as innate in the bosom of Caroline; no opportunity had yet offered to give it play, still the seeds were there, and she could not resist the temptation now presented.

Even in her childhood Mrs.Hamilton had marked this fatal propensity.

Every effort had been put in force to check it, every gentle counsel given, but arrested in its growth though it was, erased entirely it could not be.