It was characteristic of this woman that what had occurred had planted
far less dread of the insecurity of the position she held in her mind
than a deep sense of the insult that had been offered to her love
and Lord Ilfracombe’s. She felt it on his account, more than on her
own--that anyone should have _dared_ so to question his honour, and
suspect his constancy. Hers was so ardent and generous a temperament,
that where she gave, she gave all, and without a question if she should
gain or lose by the transaction. She loved the man whom she regarded
as her husband with the very deepest feelings she possessed; it is not
too much to say that she adored him, for he was so much above her, in
rank and birth and station, that she looked up to him as a god--the
only god, indeed, that poor Nell had learned to acknowledge. He was her
world--her all! That they should ever be separated never entered into
her calculations. He had been struck with her unusual beauty, three
years before, and taken her from a very lowly position as nursemaid
to be his housekeeper--then, by degrees, the rest had followed. All
Lord Ilfracombe’s friends knew and admired her, and considered him a
deuced lucky fellow to have secured such a goddess to preside over his
bachelor establishment. Naturally, the elder ones said it was a pity,
and it was to be hoped that Lord Ilfracombe’s eyes would be opened
before long to the necessity of marriage and an heir to the fine old
estate and title. Especially did his father’s old friend and adviser,
Mr Sterndale, lament over the connection, and try by every means in
his power to persuade Ilfracombe to dissolve it. But the earl was of
a careless and frivolous nature--easily led in some things, and very
blind as yet to the necessity of marriage. Besides, he loved Nell--not
as she loved him by any manner of means, but in an indolent, indulgent
fashion, which granted her all her desires, and gave her as much money
as she knew what to do with. But had he been asked if he would marry
her, he would have answered decidedly, ‘No.’
CHAPTER IV.
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