The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 309: what you’re looking at

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992 REYNOLDS’ WORKS retained in safety the considerable sum of money which he had brought with him from his intendant. Juliana now told him of the visit which the labourer had paid during his absence, at which the count at first appeared considerably annoyed; but when he learned that the countess was unable to comprehend him, and had transferred him over to the valet for explanations, his lordship became appeased, treat- ing the matter more lightly, and passing away from the sub- ject with the observation “‘ that the fellow deserved some blame for imposing upon good-nature.”’ Several weeks passed. The count’s wound was thoroughly healed, he no longer felt any bad effects from it; and as the spring, which is early in its visits in that genial clime, was now at hand, the rides and drives were regularly resumed amidst the delightful scenery of the neighbourhood. The garden began to put forth its richest floral beauties, and the trees, with their myriads of blossoms, gave promise of a luxuriant fruitage. The sun was now powerful for many hours during the day, but the evenings were delicious. Juliana, who had occasionally felt her mode of existence somewhat gloomy and monotonous in the winter time, was now all life and spirits once again, but she was nevertheless more or less impatient at the prolonged delay which was keeping her husband still an exile from his domain. He, however, was of such unvaried good-nature, so kind and affectionate toward her, so attentive, indeed, almost so uxoriously solicitous to anticipate her wants and administer to her enjoyments, that she had really learned to love him as much as it was possible for such a heart as hers to love at all. She did not regret the brillant society in which she had been wont to move in her native land ere the exposure of her shame at Saxondale Castle, she cared nothing now for the idle pomps and splendours of fashionable life, but her chief longing was to play the part of a sort of feudal peeress at her husband’s mansion in the midst of his wide domains. The count, comprehending what thus at times was occupy- ing her thoughts, assured her that the present ministry could not possibly last much longer, that it had already endured for a greater period than could have been anticipated, and that its fall would no doubt prove in its results favourable to the wishes which they both so deeply entertained. Juhana made no reply to her husband’s representations. In her CONNIE OO! KS (E(0)