She had too much confidence in the character of her relative to doubt her resolution.

Mary Douglas fondly clung to the hope that her companion would, by some unforeseen power, avert the threatening blow.

She betrayed no astonishment.

Though daily expecting the sickening news of the marriage, the private secretary of Sir Howard almost staggered under the sudden weight of anxiety which possessed him when Captain Douglas made the startling disclosure, with the accompanying remark: "Jove! I always said that Gerald Bereford was a lucky fellow." The thoughtful gaze of Mr.Howe as he stood in mute and silent astonishment, raised a laugh from his companion, with the addition of a second remark, implying that her ladyship must have made sad havoc upon the heart of a certain individual, judging from the effect produced by the announcement of her marriage.
True indeed! Lady Rosamond had made havoc upon the heart and affection of a _certain individual_, as Captain Douglas roughly remarked, but not the one to whom he made direct allusion.
The heart that suffered most will be the last to acknowledge.

"Heaven pity poor Trevelyan," murmured Mr.Howe..