I will leave everything--even the siege of--for your wedding.

But I trust I shall be in time.' 'Assuredly you will, my dear count; if ever that wedding--' 'IF,' repeated the count.
'IF,' repeated Lord Colambre.

'Obstacles which, when we last parted, appeared to me invincible, prevented my having ever even attempted to make an impression on the heart of the woman I love; and if you knew her, count, as well as I do, you would know that her love could "not unsought be won."' 'Of that I cannot doubt, or she would not be your choice; but when her love is sought, we have every reason to hope,' said the count, smiling, 'that it may, because it ought to be won by tried honour and affection.
I only require to be left in hope.' 'Well, I leave you hope,' said Lord Colambre; 'Miss Nugent--Miss Reynolds, I should say, has been in the habit of considering a union with me as impossible; my mother early instilled this idea into her mind.

Miss Nugent thought that duty forbad her to think of me; she told me so: I have seen it in all her conduct and manners.

The barriers of habit, the ideas of duty, cannot, ought not, to be thrown down or suddenly changed in a well-regulated female mind.