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for nothing but the one dear object to which it clings-Mansfield had never known; and, indeed, love is a stranger to those who are the favourites of all. To be ignorant of that deep, deep feeling, that burning concentrated love which envelopes one being only, to the exclusion of all the world beside, is the penalty which general favourites pay for the universal regard they win. What is ours without trouble we do not care for when we have, and as every heart he met clung fondly to his, he soon learned to disregard them all. Each new face had a passing interest for him, to be forgotten as quickly as conceived. He never showed love, or said a word which could raise an inference that he felt it. He went just so far as to show, or rather feign, a friendly interest, which a warm-hearted, admiring girl might hope would ripen into affection; and hence, when she saw her mistake, no one could think herself aggrieved, because he had never given reason to think he loved her. Mansfield knew well how many hearts beat for him, and thought with glee of the sorrowing bosoms and tearful eyes which bled and wept for his sake in secret. As a sensualist he was eminently refined. He never carried indulgence to excess, for gross luxury was inconsistent with the fastidiousness of his character.

Short as his career at the bar was, he had already achieved considerable success. Juries were fascinated by the deep restless eye, the smooth and impressive speech, the sweet smile and thrilling glance of the young orator, and all men saw, or thought they saw, the germ of future greatness.

It was in the House that Littleton, who sat for a country borough, first met young Mansfield, and, knowing him to be nobly connected, but with fortune unequal to his rank, for reasons of his own, attached himself by degrees to the talented youth. Mansfield, who never refused a proffered friendship, received the wealthy merchant with the most winning grace, and became a frequent and honoured guest at the splendid feasts given at Littleton's house. His visits had, however, been confined to entertainments where gentlemen only were present, and never, until the evening described in the last chapter, had he met Alice.

On his return to his chambers, Mansfield paced up and down pondering over the past evening. But could this man who walked to and fro in the half-darkened room be the same as he who, a short hour before, had charmed all who approached him? There were the same features, but the sweet smile was gone, and a bitter sardonic grin supplied its place. The mask had dropped,

and the real Henry Mansfield was disclosed to view. There was a mixed expression of gluttonous sensuality and avarice, as he muttered, half aloud, "A fine girl with a few score thousands, I'll warrant. But then, about the settlement.” He raised his eyebrows, and poised himself an instant on his heels." Well," continued he, after a pause, "I don't think there's much difficulty. I shall have it pretty much my own way. All men know the upright generosity of the heir of Esdale; that was always one of my family's virtues ;" and he smiled sarcastically. Slowly undressing himself, he muttered, every now and then, the thoughts which were passing through his mind. "I saw

He wants to marry

Well, I don't mind

what the old fellow meant. his daughter to a peer. gratifying him. I'll take his daughter to my bosom, and his money-bags to my coffers, which are not quite so full just now as they might be. She's a splendid girl, but I don't know that I wish to marry her exactly. But, however, married, or not married, it makes no great difference. It's only

playing with a little rim of gold, and mumbling a confusion of words, and then we are much the same afterwards as before; and it's the only way to get her gold."

Sure of his prey, Mansfield troubled himself no farther; and as his crafty head sank down on his pillow, he fell asleep, and dreamed of the wealth which Alice Littleton would bring him.


FTER the evening on which Alice
Littleton had been introduced to so-

ciety, the visits of young Mansfield
became more frequent. Sometimes

he would appear at the family tea-table, and accompany Mr. Littleton to the House, or would entertain father and daughter to a late hour with his wit and conversation. On all these occasions he showed Alice the same deference and respect as on the first evening, tempered, of course, by the greater familiarity which their improved acquaintance allowed. Mansfield knew, to a nicety, the boundary beyond which intimacy becomes impertinent, and he knew that that boundary varied according to the disposition of his companion, or the circumstances of the moment. That boundary he never overstepped. In society, Mansfield paid everyone the undivided attention which we are all so pleased and flattered to receive. The com

panion of the moment had all his ear, and he cared,

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