She had never treated any man so ill as
she had treated this man; and it was thus that he punished her! She
was alive to the feeling that he had always been true to her. In
her intercourse with other men there had been generally a battle
carried on with some fairness. Diamond had striven to cut diamond.
But here the dishonesty had all been on one side, and she was aware
that it had been so. In her later affair with Lord Rufford, she
really did think that she had been ill used; but she was quite
alive to the fact that her treatment of John Morton had been
abominable. The one man, in order that he might escape without
further trouble, had in the grossest manner, sent to her the offer
of a bribe. The other,--in regard to whose end her hard heart was
touched, even her conscience seared, had named her in his will as
though his affection was unimpaired. Of course she took the money,
but she took it with inward groans. She took the money and the
trinkets, and the matter was all arranged for her by Mounser Green.
"So after all the Paragon left her whatever he could leave," said
Currie in the same room at the Foreign Office. A week had passed
since the last conversation, and at this moment Mounser Green was
not in the room.
"Oh, dear no," said young Glossy. "She doesn't have Bragton. That
goes to his cousin.
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