"But a devil of envy possessed me, for I knew that this chap
had no more business to be happy, rich, and respected than I
had--nor so much, for I was his elder brother; and I was
neither happy, nor rich, nor respected--everybody giving me the
name of a sullen dog, etc., which was scarce fair play.
"So I watched my man till I saw an opening for spoiling his
smiling fortunes, and then I cut in cleverly.
"I found out that St. Udo was madly in love with a young lady
of fashion, and that some had it they were to be married
whenever he attained his majority. I knew the girl myself, as
luck would have it, and was rather fond of her, too; so,
rather than let him, of all others in the world, cut me out of
anything more which was mine by rights, I set myself cunningly
to winning her affections.
"How often I've watched till the coast was clear of the dashing
young ensign, and then got in for my visit to Genevieve
Carlisle. So cleverly did I manage the thing, that not once did
St. Udo contrive to meet me, although I was there every day as
regularly as he himself was.
"At last I induced her to fly with me, and we went to Paris,
and they lost all trace of us, for I was always good at a
dodge, and had been bred to it for many a year.
"She was discontented and moping as might have been expected,
after a few months; she had been used to luxury and fashion,
and plenty of approving friends, and now she hadn't enough to
eat or wear, nor a friend in the world; for, of course, when I
was in hiding, my father couldn't send me my annuity; and as
for her family, they cut her dead when she eloped with a
nameless adventurer, as they were pleased to call me.
"She also took into her head to repent of her bargain, and to
take a dislike to me, and I consider that this wasn't exactly
fair play, seeing that she had been ready enough to fall in
love with me when I was fawning about her in London.
"Well, we got on miserably enough, until her continual
reproaches sent me off to hunt up some money, and I had the
misfortune to be caught in a forgery, which had it succeeded,
might have left me a prosperous man to-day.
"But the sharp dogs detected me, and had me convicted and
booked for twelve years penal service in Tasmania, and the news
killed the woman; she never held her head up after she found
out what company her treachery to St. Udo Brand had brought her
into.
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