take care you don't rouse my hate instead. And when you have once extinguished my love, you will find it no easy matter to kindle it again."
"Well Helen, I won't repeat the offence. But I meant nothing by it, I assure you. I had taken too much wine, and I was scarcely myself, at the time."
"You often take too much;—and that is another practice I detest." He looked up astonished at my warmth. "Yes," I continued. "I never mentioned it before, because I was ashamed to do so; but now I'll tell you that it distresses me, and may disgust me, if you go on and suffer the habit to grow upon you, as it will, if you don't check it in time. But the whole system of your conduct to Lady Lowborough, is not referrible to wine; and this night you knew perfectly well what you were doing."
"Well, I'm sorry for it," replied he, with more of sulkiness than contrition: "what more would you have?"
