Now, my dear, go and write a note directly to Mr.Soho, and bid him come himself, immediately; and we'll go and make out a catalogue this instant of what furniture I will have packed.' So, with her head full of furniture, Lady Clonbrony retired.

'I go to my business, Colambre; and I leave you to settle yours in peace.' In peace!--Never was our hero's mind less at peace than at this moment.
The more his heart felt that it was painful, the more his reason told him it was necessary that he should part from Grace Nugent.

To his union with her there was an obstacle, which his prudence told him ought to be insurmountable; yet he felt that, during the few days he had been with her, the few hours he had been near her, he had, with his utmost power over himself, scarcely been master of his passion, or capable of concealing it from its object.

It could not have been done but for her perfect simplicity and innocence.

But how could this be supposed on his part?
How could he venture to live with this charming girl?
How could he settle at home?
What resource?
His mind turned towards the army; he thought that abroad, and in active life, he should lose all the painful recollections, and drive from his heart all the resentments, which could now be only a source of unavailing regret.