The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 92: what you’re looking at

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

DOMESTIC SCENES IN HIGH LIFE (oO “Well, we shall see,” was Edmund’s dogged answer. “Ah! but this is not all. Your guardians will stop your allowance,’”’ continued Lady Saxondale, her lips now ashy with the pent-up rage that filled her bosom. “Well, then, I must raise money with the bill-brokers in the City,” rejoined Edmund. “Wicked and perverse boy,” cried Lady Saxondale, now no longer able to repress her wrath, and starting up from her chair, she stamped her foot violently upon the earpet, “‘do you mean to defy me altogether? ”’ “T told you, at the beginning, that if there was a quarrel, it would be of your provoking.”’ -“ Quarrel, sir! A mother cannot quarrel with her son. She orders, and he obeys.”’ “The deuce he does! I think rather differently,” ex- claimed Edmund, with a taunting laugh. “Vile and detestable disposition that you possess exclaimed the lady, whose haughty beauty now looked terrible in her anger. ‘“‘If you only knew how much I suffered on your account when you were an infant, if you only knew how much I have done for you— _ But, no; you are incapable of appreciating it.” “Oh, this is the old story over again,’ interrupted Ed- mund, with so heartless a flippancy that his words and his manner were but too well calculated to plant daggers in the bosom of Lady Saxondale. ‘‘ Because I was lost or stolen when an infant, and you discovered me again, you are always flinging it in my teeth.”’ “ Hdmund! Edmund! do for Heaven’s sake treat me with more kindness, more respect,’’ said the unhappy lady, now bursting into tears. ‘“‘ Oh, again I tell you that if you only knew all I have suffered on your account, you would not treat me thus. Consider, reflect! Your behaviour is most unnatural, most ungrateful.”’ “ Then why can’t you leave me alone?’”’ demanded the young man, entirely unmoved by the spectacle of that proud and haughty woman thus melting into the humiliation of tears and entreaties in his presence and through his conduct. “ Ah, I see that you are indeed heartless, thoroughly heartless! ’’ she exclaimed, suddenly drawing her handker- chief across her eyes, and in a moment recovering the stern stateliness of her demeanour. ‘ Never again will I appeal |”? ECORVICLOO® Ss (C(O)