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was altogether design. I went to see her, and I saw her, and perhaps too I might say with Cæfar, Veni, vidi, vici.”
“ Saw Miss Glenmorris at Dr. Winslow's! went on purpose to see her! impossible ! there must be some inistake in all this Of whom are you talking ?”
“Of the lady my brother (having less pretensions to be sure than I have) is said to have fcorned and rejected -of Mifs Goldthorp.”
“ Miss Goldthorp!-I imagined you were speaking of Medora Glenmorris; I understood you had seen her?"
“And suppose I have! What the devil, is no one to see pretty women but your self, I wonder !!!
“ Tell me, I conjure you, Adolphus it is more serious to me than you seem to suppose, Have you feen Medora, Glenmorris?"
“What, if I thould answer that I have seen her ; that I... (I suppose, though, you will not believe me, if I were to tell you) that I ... have had her pretty arms,
potelè et blanc, encircling my neck ..
Damnation,"exclaimed George Delmont, totally losing his temper, “'tis im: poflible.”
“I will not take in offence the lie you so unequivocally give me, Georgebut I tell you, on the honour of a gentleman and a soldier, and if it still has credit enough in your eyes to enforce the truth, on the honour of a Delmont, a name that till lately was never stained either by the falsehood or folly of those who bore it ; I do tell you, Sir, that all this happened, and a great deal more.”
Never till that moment had Delmont felt such acute pain; there seemed no motive for a falsehood fo cruel and so useless ; but to believe Medora a guilty, .an abandoned wanton ! - Delmont was unequal to sustain the hideous idea a moment ; his faculties seemed for a while crushed and annihilated, and he could only utter in a mournful tone. “ I am prepared, Major Delmont, to
hear all you have to say-Only relate plain matter of fact, and keep me not needlessly in suspense and anguish.”.
“ I thought you worthy gents, who profess philosophy, and so forth, disband
ed all this paltry fort of anguishi -Look - upon women as only necessary machines
in the eternal dance of atoms, and with true Mahometan sang froid do not consider them as having souls of consequence enough to recall by their miscon- 5 duct your elevated minds from the haut volée of abstract studies on matter and space, materialism, immaterialism, and all the incomprehensibility of metaphysics."
“ This is inhuman trifling, Major Delmont,” said George'sini
Upon my soul, considering what you profefs, George, you do most terribly betray the cause of philosophy; however I'll humour your frailty, and relate briefly my adventure with
Transatlantic nymph, assuring you, however, that if it had not another catastrophe, it was no fault of mine."
" Where is she now?” cried Delmont, impatiently.
“ Across the Atlantic again for what I know; but listen to me like a disciple of the stoic philosophers, and then56 I will a round unvarnished tale deliver « Of my fhort day of love; what fighs, what oaths, • What protestation, and what charm of flattery 56 (If such proceeding I am charged withal) 61 I would have won her with."
“ I am in the wrong, Sir,” cried George Delmont, “. to expect from you any thing but unfeeling ridicule and milplaced buffoonery."
“ Poor George ! jilted by a baby! .crosfed in love by a coquet in leading strings. This comes of your horror of women, “in a certain style of fashion.” Oh forsooth, you had the trembling abhorience of a country curate towards women of the world. They were diffipated, they were vain, unfeeling, insatiable in avarice for money to stake at the gaming table; They lifped, and they ambled, and nick-nam'd
You would have a creature fresh from the hands of nature; a beautiful piece of unadulterate clay, which you might mould
as you would.
" But the first lawyer” she saw, the changed her
love." “ A lawyer!” cried Delmont with increased passion and impatience.
“ Yes, yes, let me recollect. Upon my soul I have forgotten now whether it was the lawyer himself, or the lawyer's clerk, or only his brother, or cousin, or some relation; however there was a lawyer in question, who decoyed her, poor pretty maiden, from her Mama."
“ Decoyed her! Curses light on...
“ Why now there it is again. I am trying to recollect all about it, and you · wont have patience to hear me. I should get through my story as well again if you would not disturb my naturally clear and methodical manner of narration by bouncing and flying round the room like a mad cat." George saw that his solicitude really