earth—the living and the dead, have, leagued themselves against this ill-omened union.—Take all I can give—my sisterly regard—my devoted friendship. I will, 'love you as a sister, and serve you as a bondswoman, but never speak to me more of marriage."
The astonishment of Lord Evandale may easily be conceived.
"Emily," he said to his sister, "this is your doing—I was accursed when I thought of bringing you here—some of your confounded folly has driven her mad."
"On my word, brother," answered Lady Emily, "you're sufficient to drive all the women in Scotland mad. Because your mistress seems much disposed to jilt you, you quarrel with your sister who has been arguing in your cause, and had brought her to a quiet hearing, when, all of a sudden, a man looked in at a window, whom her crazed sensibility mistook either for you or someone else, and has treated us gratis with an excellent tragic scene."
