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LADY ANNE GRANARD.


"Oh! yes, mamma, and he is exceedingly anxious Mr. Glentworth should get it; but he has no interest in that part of the country at all."

"Umph! no interest; I have as little, I apprehend, yet I have done great good already; so often as the Earl of Rotheles, and his handsome ladies, have been visitors at Granard Park, and shot with one, partaken a haunch with another, hunted with the 'squires, and flirted with their wives, he might surely remember some one name to whom a line, with a coronet on the seal, might have done wonders; he is lost in indolence, at least in my affairs; he could take a long journey to the Haleses; he ought to remember that Mrs. Glentworth is my daughter; of course, her husband's election is a thing that comes very near me."

"My uncle considered that I was your daughter in their case, mamma, and, of course, their circumstances were more pressing a few weeks ago than Mr. Glentworth's."

Lady Anne fixed her eyes, which were become very large looking ones, upon Georgiana, elevated her brows, and, in a measured tone of voice, indicative of extreme contempt, said, "You are my daughter! granted, Miss Georgiana Granard; and Mrs. Glentworth is my daughter, true! but how can you be equally my daughters, when the husband of one can lay down a thousand pounds,