Palliser was
Chancellor of the Exchequer, and would some day be Duke of Omnium.
"As you are great, be merciful, Lord Fawn," said Lady Glencora. "You men,
I believe, never realise what it is that women feel when they love. It is
my belief that she will die unless you are reunited to her. And then she
is so beautiful."
"It is a subject that I cannot discuss, Lady Glencora."
"I dare say not. And I'm sure I am the last person to wish to give you
pain. But you see, if the poor lady has done nothing to merit your anger,
it does seem rather a strong measure to throw her off and give her no
reason whatever. How would you defend yourself, suppose she published it
all?" Lady Glencora's courage was very great, and perhaps we may say her
impudence also. This last question Lord Fawn left unanswered, walking away
in great dudgeon.
In the course of the week he told his sister of the interview which he had
promised, and she endeavoured to induce him to postpone it till a certain
man should arrive from Scotland. She had written for Mr. Andrew Gowran--
sending down funds for Mr. Gowran's journey--so that her brother might
hear Mr.
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