"I waited first to see what Sir Edgar would be like; then, when I saw him--I--I need not be ashamed to own it, even before Miss Thesiger--I liked him, and if he had been reasonable I should never have told my story at all." "That is," said Sir John, with supreme disgust, "if Edgar had been duped by you and had married you, you would have defrauded your son of his rights ?" "Yes," she replied, with a smile; "it is Crown Anstey I love, and I would rather be the wife than the mother of the master of Crown Anstey." "You are a wicked woman," he said, sternly.
"I am a successful one," she retorted.

"Pray, Sir John, examine all these proofs at your earliest convenience; I am anxious to take my place as mistress of my own house; I am anxious to have my child here in his own home." We all rose; no words can express my emotions.

It was not the fortune, God knows--not the fortune; but I knew when I lost that I lost Agatha.
I felt my face growing white as death itself and my hands trembled.
"One moment," I said.

"A year ago the doctor told me if my sister kept up her strength, and had nothing to make her either anxious nor unhappy, she would in all probability recover.

Now, whether this story be true or false, I pray you all, for God's sake, keep it from her!" "I shall not mention it," said Coralie.
"Do not despair, Edgar," said Sir John.