“Certainly, Miss Brandon, I remember the promises you extorted from me
when I was not master of myself; I remember them but too well.”
Suddenly an idea struck him; and he paused. What! Having been caught
already in the very first trap she had prepared for his inexperience,
was he to risk falling into a second? He tore the letter he had
commenced into small pieces, and, turning to his servant, said,--
“Tell the man that I am out; and make haste and get me a carriage!”