"She must never know you," returned Susannah quickly.
"What am I to do?" repeated the Earl.
"Go to Bristol," said Miss Chressham. "See her, speak to her—by Heaven, you cannot find it difficult to love her, or to feign love to any woman; you do not need me to tell you what to do. I have told you she is waiting, that is enough."
My lord slightly smiled.
"Money, of course, you scorn, my dear; but it is a thing not so easily ignored. I am entangled in debt."
"You can do—you can do what Marius does."
"A fair prospect to offer Miss Boyle."
"That is between you and her. Go to her at least; put it to her, do not overlook her, pass her by——"
"You are a curious lady," said my lord with a half-amused, half-wistful glance. "And now I have confessed myself a shallow, empty person I fear I have your scorn, but these things—position, money, and other fooleries—are facts."