“Then from all you have said, Madam, on this occasion, I am to conclude that you still refuse to marry Lord Frederick?”
“You are.”
“And you submit never to see him again?”
“I do.”
“All you then said to me, yesterday, was false?”
“I was not mistress of myself at the time.”
“Therefore it was truth!—for shame, for shame!”
At that moment the door opened, and Mr. Sandford walked in—he started back on seeing Miss Milner, and was going away; but Dorriforth called to him to stay, and said with warmth,
“Tell me, Mr. Sandford, by what power, by what persuasion, I can prevail upon Miss Milner to confide in me as her friend; to lay her heart open, and credit mine when I declare to her, that I have no view in all the advice I give to her, but her immediate welfare.”
“Mr. Dorriforth, you know my opinion of that lady,” replied Sandford; “it has been formed ever since my first acquaintance with her, and it continues the same.”