"Vraiment!" with another shrug and smile, rather a bitter one.
"Our two paths lie wide apart—wide as the poles; our house and our society would not suit you; and that my wife should ever enter yours"—glancing from one to the other of those two faces, painted with false roses, lit by false smiles,—"No, Lady Caroline," he added, firmly, "it is impossible."
She looked mortified for a moment, and then resumed her gaiety, which nothing could ever banish long.
"Hear him, Emma! So young and so unkindly! Mais nous verrons. You will change your mind. Au revoir, mon beau cousin."
They drove off quickly, and were gone.
"John, what will Mrs. Halifax say?"
"My innocent girl! thank God she is safe away from them all—safe in a poor man's honest breast." He spoke with much emotion.
"Yet Lady Caroline—"
"Did you see who sat beside her?"
"That beautiful woman?"