"It isn't that I'm thinking of, but I'll have my revenge on him.
Liar! To write and say that I had made a mistake! He had not the
courage to get out of it when we were together; but when he had run
away in the night, like a thief, and got into his own house, then
he could write and say that I had made a mistake! I have sometimes
pitied men when I have seen girls hunting them down, but upon my
word they deserve it!" This renewal of spirit did something to
comfort Lady Augustus. She had begun to fear that her daughter, in
her despair, would abandon altogether the one pursuit of her
life;--but it now seemed that there was still some courage left for
the battle.
That night nothing more was said, but Arabella applied all her mind
to the present condition of her circumstances. Should she or should
she not go to the House in Piccadilly on the following morning? At
last she determined that she would not do so, believing that should
her father fail she might make a better opportunity for herself
afterwards. At her uncle's house she would hardly have known where
or how to wait for the proper moment of her appearance. "So you are
not going to Piccadilly," said her mother on the following morning.
"It appears not," said Arabella.
CHAPTER II
"Now what have you got to say?"
It may be a question whether Lord Augustus Trefoil or Lord Rufford
looked forward to the interview which was to take place at the
Duke's mansion with the greater dismay.
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