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"
God
forbid
!
"
I
ejaculated
.
"
Ah
!
God
never
forbids
the
fulfilment
of
His
own
laws
!
"
he
answered
--
"
To
do
so
He
would
have
to
destroy
Himself
.
"
"
If
He
exists
at
all
!
"
I
said
carelessly
.
"
True
!
If
--
!
"
And
with
this
,
we
separated
to
our
different
quarters
in
the
'
Grand
.
'
After
that
evening
I
became
a
regular
and
welcome
visitor
at
Lord
Elton
's
house
,
and
was
soon
on
terms
of
the
most
friendly
intimacy
with
all
the
members
of
his
family
,
including
even
the
severely
pious
Miss
Charlotte
Fitzroy
.
It
was
not
difficult
for
me
to
see
that
my
matrimonial
aspirations
were
suspected
--
and
though
the
encouragement
I
received
from
Lady
Sibyl
herself
was
so
slight
as
to
make
me
doubtful
whether
after
all
my
hopes
of
winning
her
would
ever
be
realized
,
the
Earl
made
no
secret
of
his
delight
at
the
idea
of
securing
me
as
a
son-in-law
.
Such
wealth
as
mine
was
not
to
be
met
with
every
day
--
and
even
had
I
been
a
blackleg
of
the
turf
or
a
retired
jockey
,
instead
of
an
'
author
,
'
I
should
,
with
five
millions
at
my
back
,
have
been
considered
quite
as
desirable
a
suitor
for
the
Lady
Sibyl
's
hand
.
Rimânez
scarcely
ever
went
with
me
to
the
Eltons
'
now
,
pleading
as
excuse
much
pressing
business
and
many
social
engagements
.
I
was
not
altogether
sorry
for
this
.
Greatly
as
I
admired
and
honoured
him
,
his
extraordinary
physical
beauty
and
fascination
of
manner
were
in
dangerous
contrast
to
my
merely
'
ordinary
good-looking
'
personality
,
and
it
seemed
to
me
impossible
that
any
woman
,
seeing
much
of
him
,
could
be
expected
to
give
me
the
preference
.
All
the
same
I
had
no
fear
that
he
would
ever
voluntarily
become
my
rival
--
his
antipathy
to
women
was
too
deep-rooted
and
sincere
for
that
.
On
this
point
indeed
his
feelings
were
so
strong
and
passionate
that
I
often
wondered
why
the
society
sirens
who
eagerly
courted
his
attention
remained
so
blind
and
unconscious
to
the
chill
cynicism
that
lurked
beneath
his
seeming
courtesy
--
the
cutting
satire
that
was
coupled
with
apparent
compliment
,
and
the
intensity
of
hatred
that
flamed
under
the
assumed
expression
of
admiring
homage
in
his
flashing
eyes
.
However
it
was
not
my
business
to
point
out
to
those
who
could
not
,
or
would
not
,
see
the
endless
peculiarities
of
my
friend
's
variable
disposition
.
I
did
not
pay
much
heed
to
them
even
so
far
as
I
myself
was
concerned
,
for
I
had
grown
accustomed
to
the
quick
changes
he
was
wont
to
ring
on
all
the
gamut
of
human
feeling
,
and
absorbed
in
my
own
life-schemes
I
did
not
trouble
myself
to
intimately
study
the
man
who
had
in
a
couple
of
months
become
my
fidus
Achates
.
I
was
engrossed
at
the
moment
in
doing
all
I
could
to
increase
the
Earl
of
Elton
's
appreciative
sense
of
my
value
as
a
man
and
a
millionaire
,
and
to
this
end
I
paid
some
of
his
pressing
debts
,
lent
him
a
large
sum
of
money
without
demanding
interest
or
promise
of
repayment
,
and
stocked
his
cellar
with
presents
of
such
rare
old
wines
as
he
had
not
been
able
to
afford
to
purchase
for
himself
for
many
years
.
Thus
was
confidence
easily
engendered
between
us
,
even
to
that
point
of
affection
which
displayed
itself
in
his
lordship
's
readiness
to
thrust
his
arm
through
mine
when
we
sauntered
together
down
Piccadilly
,
and
his
calling
me
'
my
dear
boy
'
in
public
.
Never
shall
I
forget
the
bewildered
amazement
of
the
scrubby
little
editor
of
a
sixpenny
magazine
who
met
me
face
to
face
thus
accompanied
in
the
Park
one
morning
!
That
he
knew
the
Earl
of
Elton
by
sight
was
evident
,
and
that
he
also
knew
me
his
apoplectic
stare
confessed
.
He
had
pompously
refused
to
even
read
any
of
my
offered
contributions
on
the
ground
that
I
had
'
no
name
,
'
--
and
now
--
he
would
have
given
a
month
's
salary
if
I
had
but
condescended
to
recognize
him
!
I
did
not
so
condescend
--
but
passed
him
by
,
listening
to
,
and
laughing
with
my
intended
future
father-in-law
,
who
was
retailing
an
extremely
ancient
joke
for
my
benefit
.
The
incident
was
slight
,
even
trumpery
--
yet
it
put
me
in
a
good
humour
,
for
one
of
the
chiefest
pleasures
I
had
out
of
my
wealth
was
the
ability
to
repay
with
vengeful
interest
all
the
contempt
and
insult
that
had
beaten
me
back
from
every
chance
of
earning
a
livelihood
while
I
was
poor
.
In
all
my
visits
to
the
Eltons
,
I
never
saw
the
paralysed
Countess
again
.
Since
the
last
terrible
visitation
of
her
dread
disease
,
she
had
not
moved
.
She
merely
lived
and
breathed
--
no
more
.
Lord
Elton
told
me
that
the
worst
part
of
her
illness
at
present
,
so
far
as
it
affected
those
who
had
to
attend
upon
her
,
was
the
particularly
hideous
alteration
of
her
face
.
"
The
fact
is
,
"
he
said
,
not
without
a
shudder
--
"
she
's
dreadful
to
look
at
--
positively
dreadful
!
--
no
longer
human
,
you
know
.
She
used
to
be
a
lovely
woman
--
now
she
is
literally
frightful
.
