rtified pride, mingled with
rejected passion, formed a compound of deadly hate, which raged with
fury against the late object of his desire. He commanded himself
sufficiently to stammer out his regrets, and promised not again to
introduce the subject; and lifting up the offered hand respectfully to
his lips, he quitted her presence to meditate upon revenge.

The liberal settlements which he had made at the time of separation were
too firmly secured to be withheld. To remove his daughter was the next
idea which presented itself; but that could not be effected. Emily was
of a resolute disposition, and would not consent to leave her mother;
and an appeal to Chancery would show how unfit a person he was to have
the responsible charge of a young woman. The night was passed in
anxious meditation, and before the morning his plans were arranged.
Nothing could be accomplished by force; he must therefore resort to
address--he would be more than ever attentive, and trust to time and
opportunity for the gratification of his revenge.

The parties continued at Cheltenham; and Mr Rainscourt, following up
his plan, made an avowal to his wife, that he had now abandoned all
hopes of success, and would not importune her any more. He only
requested that she would receive him on those terms of intimacy in which
consisted the present happiness of his life. Mrs Rainscourt, who,
although she had resolution sufficient to refuse him, felt great
struggles in her own mind to decide the victory in favour of prudence,
now leaned more favourably towards her husband than before. His
assiduity for years--his indifference to money in fitting up the castle
to please her--his humiliation when he kneeled to her--his subsequent
humble expressions of regret--his polite attention, notwithstanding his
repulse--and, added to all these, her gratified pride--all tended to
soften her heart; and it is more than probable that, in a few months,
she would have thought him sufficiently punished to have acceded to his
wishes;--but it was fated to be otherwise.

One morning, Rainscourt called in his curricle, and as the horses stood
at the door, champing their bits, and tossing their heads as they were
held by the dismounted grooms, Mrs Rainscourt, who was looking out of
the window with her husband, and whose heart was fast warming towards
him (for the tide once turned, the flow of affection is rapid),
playfully observed, "Mr Rainscourt, you often take Emily out