'Upon my honour, I can't see how I did it now!' 'Oblige me by walking less in the neighbourhood of those fat-faced glaring farm-girls,' the Countess spoke under her breath; 'and don't look as if you were being whipped.

The art of it is evident--you are but carrying on the game .-- Listen.

If you permit yourself to exhibit an unkindness to me, you show to any man who is a judge, and to every woman, that there has been something between us.

You know my innocence--yes! but you must punish me for having resisted you thus long.' Harry swore he never had such an idea, and was much too much of a man and a gentleman to behave in that way .-- And yet it seemed wonderfully clever! And here was the Countess saying: 'Take your reward, Mr.Harry Jocelyn.

You have succeeded; I am your humble slave.