Rely on it, Madam, Lady Exeter will contradict that assertion, and disprove it." "Let it be disproved now.

Let the person on that couch disclose her features, and we shall then see whether she be the Countess or Gillian." "Ay, let her do that, my lord,--let her speak to us," urged Lady Roos.
"Diablo! how is this request to be complied with, I marvel ?" said Diego apart.
But Lord Roos was too experienced a player to be defeated by this turn in the game.
"Gillian has already been sufficiently annoyed," he cried; "and shall not submit to this ordeal.

Besides, she has relapsed into insensibility, as you see." "She does what your lordship wills her, it is clear," said Lady Lake, contemptuously.

"We know what construction to put upon your refusal." "I care not what construction you put upon it," cried Lord Roos, losing patience.

"You and Lady Roos may think what you please, and act as you please.