The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 329: what you’re looking at

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312 THE COURT OF LONDON — advancing, ‘‘ by the expression which fell from Lord Curzon’s lips, that my name is Malpas. Doubtless your sister, Miss Emma, has mentioned my name to you, since it appears that you,’’ he added, fixing his eyes upon Julia, ‘‘ have spoken of the earl to your hase here “ And it would hkewise seem, then,’ Julia at once ob- served, “ that the Earl of Curzon and Colonel Malpas have spoken to each other relative to us, else would they be more discreet in what they let fall from their lips on the present oecasion.”’ ‘“ Dear Julia,” said the earl, ‘‘ let us have no angry words, I implore you. I have come all the way from England to see you again.” | “And I also to see your sister Emma again,” added Mal- pas. “’ Ah! where is she? ”’ ‘ But why this haughtiness of air, this reserved manner, this repelling look? ”’ exclaimed Cemun in a tone of entreaty - to Julia. While the preceding conversation was taking place, both Agatha and Julia had maintained that air of calm dignity which, as well as any other mien, they knew so well how to put on to suit the particular occasion. The elder sister now saw Curzon and Malpas for the first time, and she certainly could not wonder that her sisters had accepted them as lovers, for, as the reader is aware, they were both good- looking, tall, and well made. She however affected to regard them without interest, but with a certain loftiness of de- meanour, as if she identified herself with the displeasure which Julia chose to demonstrate. “ T can say for myself, Lord Curzon,’’ observed the latter young lady, in reply to the passionate exclamations which had been addressed to her, ‘‘ and I think I ean also answer for my sister Emma in her absence, that the plot you and Colonel Malpas so unaccountably but so shamefully set on foot to carry us off to Lausanne, but which so signally failed, must be considered as having raised up an insurmountable barrier between us in future. I therefore wish you good evening. Agatha, come, dear.”’ : ‘ One word, Julia,” ejaculated Curzon, seizing her by the hand and holding it fast despite her efforts to withdraw it. ‘““We cannot part thus. I beseech you to give me an op- portunity to explain myself.” Gomichbooks com