The Young Duchess; or, Memoirs of a Lady of Quality — page 391: what you’re looking at

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——— =; = ye tinction that I love to see in the female sex. So it struck me, my lord, that you and I might jog on our horses pretty well together, and an arrange- ment might be made suitable to all parties. That was my idea—and that’s why I came down to Berkeley Square just now. Well, thought I to myself, here’s a good omen ” ** What do you mean ?” asked his lordship. ““T mean that just as I reached the front door For you must know I walked down, my lord —I flatter myself I’m a man of taste and know what's right—so I couldn’t drive that stunning turn-out of mine with the spanking prads, while the governor is still above-ground——” “I understand you, Mr. Casey,” interrupted Trentham, rather impatiently: ‘‘ you were saying that just as you reached my front door 2 ““Who should I meet but Azaline herself? Don’t think me familiar, my lord, that I call No. 48.—THEe Youne Ducuess. her by her Christian name: it’s only because f hope to have a full right very shortly to call the dear creature so always. Well, my lord, if from having merely seen your daughter a few times in the Park and other public places, as well as her portraits in the Book of Beauty and Keepsake and other Annuals, I was rather smitten with her, you may suppose what I must have felt when I found myself just now face to face with her. In- deed, I don’t mind telling your lordship that she even looks handsomer close than she does ata distance—and that’s saying a precious deal for any woman. But what I like in your daughter, is that when I told her who I was, she looked quite kind and affable—none of your infernal stuck-up nonsense ” ‘And so, Mr. Casey,” interrupted Lord Trent- tham, “you have decided, from what I can un- derstand, upon proposing for my daughter’s hand ? iH conniclooolk Colin