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who bears a character of impatience and ill humour? this man, whose imagination is so playful, and whose desire to please can only be equalled by his desire to serve?
"And where," he continued, "have you all this time been eclipsed? From sundry circumstances, that perversely obtruded themselves upon my knowledge, in defiance of the ill reception I gave them, I was led, at first, to conclude, that you had been spirited away by Sir Lyell Sycamore."
He fixed his eyes upon her curiously; but the colour that rose in her checks betrayed no secret consciousness; it shewed open resentment.
"O! I soon saw," he resumed, as if he had been answered, though she had not deigned to disclaim an idea that she deemed fitted simply for contempt; "by the mortified silence of my young gallant, that the fates had not been propitious to his wishes. In characters of his description, success never courts the
