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 can," he continued, laughing; "but do you think she does not love me a little in return?"—"Oh! even in jest, do not talk thus of Calantha," said Mrs. Seymour: "you alarm me."—"There is no occasion," replied Glenarvon: "calm yourself. I only said, that were I to attempt it I could succeed; she should be ready to leave you, and Lord Avondale, her dear husband and her babes, and her retinue, and all else; and I could make her follow me as St. Clara did: aye verily; but, in truth, I will not." Mrs. Seymour was angry; she coloured; she was hurt. "You could not," she replied with warmth. "O I know her well, and know you could not. Whatever her faults, she is so pure, so chaste even in thought."—"She loves me."—"It is false" said Mrs. Seymour, still more eagerly. "Even if she had any foolish romantic liking to another than her husband, Buchanan is the favourite"—"Buchanan!" said Lord Glenarvon with a sneer. "I will make her heart ache for this," after which he retired.