much of the person and talent of his father; the youngest is still handsomer, and is quite a naval Apollo."
Georgiana did not blush, but she became pale as marble, and even her breathing was impeded by the terror she felt, lest her mother should read what was passing in her heart.
Her fears were not in vain, for Lady Anne saw through and through her victim, but her cheek did not blanch, nor her pulse flutter; when, at the moment the door had closed on the marquis, she said—
"But for my care, you would have made a very pretty fool of yourself, miss! It is become high time to tell you, that by conducting yourself properly you may have the unmerited honour of becoming Marchioness of Wentworthdale; and listen to my words, for they are final. You never shall be the wife of that young sailor! No! not if his brother endowed him with half his fortune. On that point my mind has been made up for years. The two sons-in-law I have and the one I expected to have were all only sons, and either only or eldest sons shall ever enter my family."
"Indeed, dear mamma," said Helen, "poor Georgiana wants nobody's son."
"'Tis a lie!" cried Lady Anne, vehemently: "little as she has seen of him, and hateful as she knows he is to me, she has the immodesty, the shamelessness to be hankering after that sailor-fellow; and you, madam!
