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314 REYNOLDS’ WORKS husband, quickly. ‘ And now, Juliana, no more in respect to the past. There shall be no upbraidings on either side. Whatever you may have been, I love you; you know that I love you, and that is sufficient.” It was not, however, sufficient for Juliana. As we have already said, her own liking toward the count had suddenly been altered into a sentiment very much resembling hatred. She felt that he had deceived her in respect to his true posi- tion, and for this she experienced rancour against him. But in order to silence her upbraidings, he had suddenly taken the far higher ground of an accuser; he had conquered, he had subdued her. She had been humiliated in his presence; she had not even the satisfaction of giving additional vent to her own feelings of animosity against him. Her pride was in every way humbled, and such a position was not at all a pleasurable one for the Countess de ‘Toledo. Moreover, she could not help fancying that she was not as yet fully ac- quainted with the worst in respect to her husband. The rec- ollection of that man who was represented to have been a labourer on his estates, and who had extorted large sums from him, haunted her mind. She remembered, likewise, that the letters which she had written to her sister had been entrusted to the count to be conveyed to the post, but had never reached their destination. It was evident he had sup- pressed them, — doubtless, thought Juliana, because he feared the knowledge of his actual position must inevitably reach her if she corresponded with Constance. But she dared not prolong the discourse with her husband by de- manding fresh explanations. He was acquainted with a portion of her past life’s shame, and could thus silence her with a word. But she felt that henceforth all confidence was at an end between them. On her side there would be mis- trust of all her husband’s proceedings, if at all mysterious; and on his side there could be no very exalted opinion of his wife’s virtue. A few days after the departure of the Marquis and Mar- chioness of Villebelle, — who, it should be observed, were on a temporary trip to Paris, his lordship still retaining the Spanish Embassy, — the Count de Toledo drove Juliana out in the phaeton. They made, as usual, a considerable cir- cuit of the delightful scenery of the neighbourhood, and as they were returning through the village, they perceived CONNIE DOO KS (E(0)