'I found--I may say it to you, Mr.Beamish love in her eyes.

Divine by nature, she is one of the immortals, both in appearance and in steadfastness.' They referred to Duchess Susan.

Caseldy reluctantly owned that it would be an unkindness to remove Chloe from attendance on her during the short remaining term of her stay at the Wells; and so he had not proposed it, he said, for the duchess was a child, an innocent, not stupid by any means; but, of course, her transplanting from an inferior to an exalted position put her under disadvantages.
Mr.Beamish spoke of the difficulties of his post as guardian, and also of the strange cavalier seen at her carriage window by Chloe.
Caseldy smiled and said, 'If there was one--and Chloe is rather long--sighted--we can hardly expect her to confess it.' 'Why not, sir, if she be this piece of innocence ?' Mr.Beamish was led to inquire.
'She fears you, sir,' Caseldy answered.

'You have inspired her with an extraordinary fear of you.' 'I have ?' said the beau: it had been his endeavour to inspire it, and he swelled somewhat, rather with relief at the thought of his possessing a power to control his delicate charge, than with our vanity; yet would it be audacious to say that there was not a dose of the latter.

He was a very human man; and he had, as we have seen, his ideas of the effect of the impression of fear upon the hearts of women.