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Rh believe there is nothing like making them afraid of you; but," continued he, his handsome face darkening with every evil passion, "it adds to my triumph to think that I owe it to the very means that fool took to prevent it! I will take care that he knows it." Sir George could understand no other motive for Maynard's conduct than his liking Lady Marchmont himself—a higher or more generous cause never even suggested itself. "I must attend to my toilet a little; but, no," added he, "the very carelessness will be a proof of haste; and, now I think of it, I am very late:" so saying, he threw his cloak round him, and hurried across the park. Lady Marchmont had passed another hour of miserable suspense. The moonlight was waxing cold and faint, and the chill air of the morning began to rustle among the trees; and the mist, which rose from the dewy grass, spread like a thin veil, rendering all distant objects confused. A streak of wan and sickly light, began to glimmer in the east; and again