Tales and Novels — Volume 03 by Maria Edgeworth
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believe the man's in love--and not with me! That's sal-volatile for you,
child, I perceive," continued she to Belinda. "O, you can walk now--but remember you are on slippery ground: remember Clarence Hervey is not a marrying man, and you are not a married woman." "It is perfectly indifferent to me, madam," Belinda said, with a voice and look of proud indignation. "Lady Delacour, your carriage has drawn up," said Clarence Hervey, returning to the door, but without entering. "Then put this 'perfectly well' and 'perfectly indifferent' lady into it," said Lady Delacour. He obeyed without uttering a syllable. "Dumb! absolutely dumb! I protest," said her ladyship, as he handed her in afterwards. "Why, Clarence, the casting of your serpent's skin seems to have quite changed your nature--nothing but the simplicity of the dove left; and I expect to hear, you cooing presently--don't you, Miss Portman?" She ordered the coachman to drive to the Pantheon. "To the Pantheon! I was in hopes your ladyship would have the goodness to set me down at home; for indeed I shall be a burden to you and everybody else at the masquerade." "If you have made any appointment for the rest of the evening in Berkley-square, I'll set you down, certainly, if you insist upon it, my dear--for punctuality is a virtue; but prudence is a virtue too, in a young lady; who, as your aunt Stanhope would say, has to _establish_ |
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