and safe from arrest is better to Mr.Vermilye than even yourself, Lady Caroline." John's wife, unaccustomed to hear him take that cool, worldly, half-sarcastic tone, turned to him somewhat reproachfully; but he judged best.

For the moment, this tone had more weight with the woman of the world than any homilies.

She began to be afraid of Mr.Halifax.
Impulse, rather than resolution, guided her, and even these impulses were feeble and easily governed.

She sat down again, muttering: "My will is free.

You cannot control me." "Only so far as my conscience justifies me in preventing a crime." "A crime ?" "It would be such.