Presently a lacquey came to beg Mr.Halifax would come and speak with Lady Caroline Brithwood.
"Shall you go, John ?" "Certainly--why not ?" And he stepped forward to the carriage-side.
"Ah! delighted to see mon beau cousin.

This is he, Emma," turning to the lady who sat by her--oh, what a lovely face that lady had! no wonder it drove men mad; ay, even that brave man in whose honest life can be chronicled only this one sin, of being bewitched by her.
John caught the name--perhaps, too, he recognized the face--it was only too public, alas! His own took a sternness, such as I had never before seen, and yet there was a trace of pity in it too.
"You are quite well.

Indeed, he looks so--n'est-ce pas, ma chere ?" John bore gravely the eyes of the two ladies fixed on him, in rather too plain admiration--very gravely, too, he bowed.
"And what of our young bride, our treasure that we stole--nay, it was quite fair--quite fair.

How is Ursula ?" "I thank you, Mrs.Halifax is well." Lady Caroline smiled at the manner, courteous through all its coldness, which not ill became the young man.

But she would not be repelled.
"I am delighted to have met you.