Agnes, or, Beauty and Pleasure — page 201: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

—— s SSS i™~\, NI =, ae ; \ . | = Ah in 4 My i Mya nts ly \ Ain Nn | f if \i pall | Vg =H Ng . n fr A\ 4 x) an) WY yy t ror Le a —_—— - Sis Ce you to whose friendship Josephine Herdress has a better right to look, than to that of her own sister-in-law P” “What!” ejaculated Mendlesham, a light sud- denly flashing in upon his mind, and his counte- nance as rapidly becoming stern and severe. “ You, then, are not Mrs. Hanbury fe “No, my lord—I am Mrs. Hardress:” and Cicely rose from her seat with a look of calm dig- 3 _ nified confidence. Under the impulse of his indignant feelings Lord Mendlesham extended his arm towards the door ; and the command to quit the house was on the very point of bursting from his lips, when he was all in a moment overwhelmed by the recollec- tion that his daughter’s honour was in the keeping of the woman whom he was thus about to outrage. His arm dropped, as if paralysed, to his side— and he bent upon Cicely the look of one who felt No. 26.—AGNES. nl himself entirely vanquished,— saying in a low voice, ‘“‘ And you are my son’s wife ?” “T am your son’s wite,”’ responded Cicely; “and I claim to be acknowledged as your daugh- ter.” There was a silence of upwards of a minute, during which Lord Mendlesham reflected deeply : but there was agitation in his thoughts, as was proved by his pale quivering lips. At length he said in a hoarse voice, “ And if I refuse?” “Tf you prove implacable, my lord,” replied Cicely, “I also shall be implacable! Deal with me in a manner of becoming kindness; and there is no kindness that I will not show towards your daughter—who heaven knows is in need of much! But if you regard me as an enemy, then will you be provoking an hostility which on my side shall be merciless and terrible!” “What, what do you require ?—what, what do CoOMmiclooolkks a) Olin