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"
Of
course
my
friend
will
have
other
chances
--
she
is
young
and
handsome
--
but
I
really
think
,
apart
from
the
social
point
of
view
,
that
she
was
a
little
in
love
with
the
Viscount
--
--
"
"
Nonsense
!
nonsense
!
"
said
her
father
somewhat
testily
.
"
You
always
have
some
romantic
notion
or
other
in
your
head
Sibyl
--
one
'
season
'
ought
to
have
cured
you
of
sentiment
--
ha-ha-ha
!
She
always
knew
he
was
a
dissolute
rascal
,
and
she
was
going
to
marry
him
with
her
eyes
wide
open
to
the
fact
.
When
I
read
in
the
papers
that
he
had
blown
his
brains
out
in
a
hansom
,
I
said
'
Bad
taste
--
bad
taste
!
spoiling
a
poor
cabby
's
stock-in-trade
to
satisfy
a
selfish
whim
!
'
ha-ha
!
--
but
I
thought
it
was
a
good
riddance
of
bad
rubbish
.
He
would
have
made
any
woman
's
life
utterly
miserable
.
"
"
No
doubt
he
would
!
"
responded
Lady
Sibyl
,
listlessly
;
"
But
,
all
the
same
,
there
is
such
a
thing
as
love
sometimes
.
"
She
raised
her
beautiful
liquid
eyes
to
Lucio
's
face
,
but
he
was
not
looking
her
way
,
and
her
stedfast
gaze
met
mine
instead
.
What
my
looks
expressed
I
know
not
;
but
I
saw
the
rich
blood
mantle
warmly
in
her
cheeks
,
and
a
tremor
seemed
to
pass
through
her
frame
--
then
she
grew
very
pale
.
At
that
moment
one
of
the
gorgeous
footmen
appeared
at
the
doorway
.
"
Dinner
is
served
,
my
lud
.
"
"
Good
!
"
and
the
Earl
proceeded
to
'
pair
'
us
all
.
"
Prince
,
will
you
take
Miss
Fitzroy
--
Mr
Tempest
,
my
daughter
falls
to
your
escort
--
I
will
follow
with
Miss
Chesney
.
"
We
set
off
in
this
order
down
the
stairs
,
and
as
I
walked
behind
Lucio
with
Lady
Sibyl
on
my
arm
,
I
could
not
help
smiling
at
the
extreme
gravity
and
earnestness
with
which
he
was
discussing
church
matters
with
Miss
Charlotte
,
and
the
sudden
enthusiasm
that
apparently
seized
that
dignified
spinster
at
some
of
his
remarks
on
the
clergy
,
which
took
the
form
of
the
most
affectionate
and
respectful
eulogies
,
and
were
totally
the
reverse
of
the
ideas
he
had
exchanged
with
me
on
the
same
subject
Some
spirit
of
mischief
was
evidently
moving
him
to
have
a
solemn
joke
with
the
high-bred
lady
he
escorted
,
and
I
noted
his
behaviour
with
a
good
deal
of
inward
amusement
.
"
Then
you
know
the
dear
Canon
?
"
I
heard
Miss
Charlotte
say
.
