Linzie off to consult his friend in the Temple on the law of clandestine
marriage? Who suggested your telegraphing home, and stopping here for
the night? Who made an appointment to meet your young man privately in
this detestable place in ten minutes' time? I did! I did! I did! All in
your interests. All to prevent you from doing what I have done--marrying
to please your family instead of to please yourself. (I don't complain,
mind, of Lord Winwood, or of his daughters. _He_ is charming; his
daughters I shall tame in course of time. You are different. And Mr.
Turlington, as I observed before, is a brute.) Very well. Now what do
you owe me on your side? You owe it to me at least to know your own
mind. You don't know it. You coolly inform me that you daren't run
the risk after all, and that you can't face the consequences on second
thoughts. I'll tell you what! You don't deserve that nice fellow, who
worships the very ground you tread on. You are a bread-and-butter miss.
I don't believe you are fond of him!"
"Not fond of him!" Natalie stopped, and clasped her hands in despair of
finding language strong enough for the occasion.
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