There, read his letter!" She handed the duchess her husband's letter.
"And what do you want to do now ?" asked the duchess, after she had read it.
"I will have revenge, my lady! He says he no longer has a heart to love; well, now, we will so manage, that he may no longer have a head to think.

Will you be my ally, my lady ?" "I will." "And I also will be," said the Duchess of Richmond, who just then opened the door and came out of the adjoining room.
Not a word of this entire conversation had escaped her, and she very well understood that the question was not about some petty vengeance, but her father's head.

She knew that Miss Holland was not a woman that, when irritated, pricked with a pin; but one that grasped the dagger to strike her enemy a mortal blow.
"Yes, I too will be your ally," cried the Duchess of Richmond; "we have all three been outraged by the same man.

Let, then, our revenge be a common one.

The father has insulted you; the son, me.