Come, sir, let me hope yet,--let me hope that, on the same day, I may congratulate you on your preferment and you may congratulate me upon my marriage." Vargrave said this with a cheerful and easy smile; and the tone of his voice was that of a man who wished to convey serious meaning in a jesting accent.
Mr.Aubrey, meek as he was, felt the insult of the hinted bribe, and coloured with a resentment no sooner excited than checked.

"Excuse me, my lord, I have now said all; the rest had better be left to your ward herself." "Be it so, sir.

I will ask you, then, to convey my request to Evelyn to honour me with a last and parting interview." Vargrave flung himself on his chair, and Aubrey left him..