Raynal saw him, suddenly opened a window, and shouted, "Hallo come in here: you are wanted." Perrin had ridden up to complete the exodus of the De Beaurepaires, and was strolling about inspecting the premises he had expelled them from.
Here was a pretty referee! Josephine almost screamed--"What are you doing?
that is our enemy, our bitterest enemy.

He has only sold you the estate to spite us, not for the love of you.

I had--we had--we mortified his vanity.

It was not our fault: he is a viper.

Sir, pray, pray, pray be on your guard against his counsels." These words spoken with rare fire and earnestness carried conviction: but it was too late to recall the invitation.