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The Coquette's Victim - Everyday Life Library No. 1 by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Monica) Brame
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As the lawyer drove through this rich inheritance, his wonder increased.

What could possess any man blessed with such a birthright to place
himself in so false and degraded a position?

Then the carriage entered the Ulverston woods, said by connoisseurs to
be the finest and most picturesque in England. Such a glorious sight on
this May evening as made the lawyer's heart beat, though many years had
passed since the fountain of poetry flowed for him. The hawthorn and
chestnut trees were all in flower; the maple and ash wore their most
luxuriant foliage. The grand old oaks in their leafy boughs concealed
myriads of singing birds; underneath the shade of the trees, the blue
hyacinths stretched out like the waves of the azure sea, the violets hid
their modest heads, great golden primroses shone like stars from the
midst of green leaves. The air was sweet and warm; the music of the
birds and the whispers of the wind were full of melody.

"A man possessed of all this," thought Mr. Forster again; "he must be
mad."

Then the carriage stopped before the grand entrance of one of the most
magnificent mansions in England. Ulverston Priory--whose beauty has been
described, in prose and in verse, by pens more eloquent than mine.

"Is Lady Carruthers at home?" asked Mr. Forster of the stately old
butler.

"My lady is at home, sir."

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