'I should have made a very handsome apology, but you provoked me so confoundedly with your--.

Well, I suppose it's my fault.

The fact is, I didn't know that you were Mrs.Graham's brother, and I saw and heard some things respecting your conduct towards her which were calculated to awaken unpleasant suspicions, that, allow me to say, a little candour and confidence on your part might have removed; and, at last, I chanced to overhear a part of a conversation between you and her that made me think I had a right to hate you.' 'And how came you to know that I was her brother ?' asked he, in some anxiety.
'She told me herself.

She told me all.

She knew I might be trusted.
But you needn't disturb yourself about that, Mr.Lawrence, for I've seen the last of her!' 'The last! Is she gone, then ?' 'No; but she has bid adieu to me, and I have promised never to go near that house again while she inhabits it.' I could have groaned aloud at the bitter thoughts awakened by this turn in the discourse.