Fortune certainly has turned her capricious back upon me, with the one exception that she has left me your friendship." "Malcolm, my boy," said Sir George, drawing his chair toward me, "that which you consider your loss is my great gain.

I am growing old, and if you, who have seen so much of the gay world, will be content to live with us and share our dulness and our cares, I shall be the happiest man in England." "I thank you more than I can tell," I said, careful not to commit myself to any course.
"Barring my quarrel with the cursed race of Manners," continued Sir George, "I have little to trouble me; and if you will remain with us, I thank God I may leave the feud in good hands.

Would that I were young again only for a day that I might call that scoundrel Rutland and his imp of a son to account in the only manner whereby an honest man may have justice of a thief.

There are but two of them, Malcolm,--father and son,--and if they were dead, the damned race would be extinct." I believe that Sir George Vernon when sober could not have spoken in that fashion even of his enemies.
I found difficulty in replying to my cousin's remarks, so I said evasively:-- "I certainly am the most fortunate of men to find so warm a welcome from you, and so good a home as that which I have at Haddon Hall.

When I met Dorothy at the inn, I knew at once by her kindness that my friends of old were still true to me.