When I had the advantage, I gave it up; now she has got it, she uses it without mercy, decency, or gratitude.

And that is the way to love.

Oh! if my turn could but come again.

But it never will." Having arrived at this conclusion, she lay on the couch in her own room, and was thoroughly miserable.
She came down to dinner, and managed to take a share in the conversation, but was very languid; and Coventry detected that she had been crying.
After dinner, Knight brought in a verbal message from Jael to Mr.Raby, to the effect that the young gentleman was stiff and sore, and she had sent into Hillsborough for Dr.Amboyne.
"Quite right of her," said the squire.

"You needn't look so alarmed, Grace; there are no bones broken; and he is in capital hands: he couldn't have a tenderer nurse than that great strapping lass, nor a better doctor than my friend and maniac, Amboyne." Next morning, soon after breakfast, Raby addressed his guests as follows:--"I was obliged to go into Hillsborough yesterday, and postpone the purification of that sacred building.