Would her sweet Rose pardon her?
Rose bowed coolly.

The hearts of the lovers were chilled, not that they perceived any malice in the Countess, but their keen instincts felt an evil fate.
The Countess had but to tell Evan that she had met the insolvent in apples, and recognized him under his change of fortune, and had no doubt that at least he would amuse the company.

Then she asked her brother the superfluous question, whether he loved her, which Evan answered satisfactorily enough, as he thought; but practical ladies require proofs.
'Quick,' said Evan, seeing Rose vanish, 'what do you want?
I'll do anything.' 'Anything?
Ah, but this will be disagreeable to you.' 'Name it at once.

I promise beforehand.' The Countess wanted Evan to ask Andrew to be the very best brother-in-law in the world, and win, unknown to himself, her cheerful thanks, by lending Evan to lend to her the sum of one hundred pounds, as she was in absolute distress for money.
'Really, Louisa, this is a thing you might ask him yourself,' Evan remonstrated.
'It would not become me to do so, dear,' said the Countess, demurely; and inasmuch as she had already drawn on Andrew in her own person pretty largely, her views of propriety were correct in this instance.
Evan had to consent before he could be released.

He ran to the end of the walk through the portal, into the park.