It is said that with Lady Jane he made no progress.

Her manner, at the beginning cold and formal, became daily more so; until, at last, he was half disposed to abandon the pursuit--in which, by the by, he has since confessed, monied views entered more than any affection for the lady -- when the thought struck him to benefit by what he supposed at first to be the great bar to his success.

He suddenly pretended to be only desirous of intimacy with Lady Jane, from having heard so much of her from you--affected to be greatly in your confidence--and, in fact, assumed the character of a friend cognizant of all your feelings and hopes, and ardently desiring, by every means in his power, to advance your views--" "And was it thus he succeeded," I broke in.
"'Twas thus he endeavoured to succeed," said Trevanion.
"Ah, with what success I but too well know" said I.

"My uncle himself showed me a letter from Guy, in which he absolutely speaks of the affair as settled, and talks of Lady Jane as about to be his wife." "That may be all quite true; but a little consideration of Guy's tactics will show what he intended; for I find that he induced your uncle, by some representations of his, to make the most handsome proposals, with regard to the marriage, to the Callonbys; and that, to make the story short, nothing but the decided refusal of Lady Jane, who at length saw through his entire game prevented the match." "And then she did refuse him," said I, with ill-repressed exultation.
"Of that there can be no doubt; for independently of all the gossip and quizzing upon the subject, to which Guy was exposed in the coteries, he made little secret of it himself--openly avowing that he did not consider a repulse a defeat, and that he resolved to sustain the siege as vigorously as ever." However interested I felt in all Trevanion was telling me, I could not help falling into a train of thinking on my first acquaintance with the Callonbys.

There are, perhaps, but few things more humiliating than the knowledge that any attention or consideration we have met with, has been paid us in mistake for another; and in the very proportion that they were prized before, are they detested when the truth is known to us.
To all the depressing influences these thoughts suggested, came the healing balm that Lady Jane was true to me--that she, at least, however others might be biassed by worldly considerations--that she cared for me -- for myself alone.