So lovely, so delicate, so fond, so faithful, yet to lack in so grave a matter the prudence which one might hope from the veriest fool--it puts me beyond my patience." "We may post it over yet well enough," said Varney, "if my lady will be but ruled, and take on her the character which the time commands." "It is but too true, Sir Richard," said Leicester; "there is indeed no other remedy.

I have heard her termed thy wife in my presence, without contradiction.

She must bear the title until she is far from Kenilworth." "And long afterwards, I trust," said Varney; then instantly added, "For I cannot but hope it will be long after ere she bear the title of Lady Leicester--I fear me it may scarce be with safety during the life of this Queen.

But your lordship is best judge, you alone knowing what passages have taken place betwixt Elizabeth and you." "You are right, Varney," said Leicester.

"I have this morning been both fool and villain; and when Elizabeth hears of my unhappy marriage, she cannot but think herself treated with that premeditated slight which women never forgive.