The smile, however, was but languid, for of what avail was it that this source of uneasiness was removed; was not Lord Borrowdale's admiration declared? and was it not probable that he would be approved of by all her friends? Or, if Lord Borrowdale were not in existence, he himself, at least, had no pretentions--worse than none! he was peculiarly bound by honour, gratitude, every good feeling, not even to stand the competition, had he the egregious vanity to hope that such treachery could avail him. Henry's interference, indeed, he despised as much as he resented; and had he been capable of doing wrong, from a feeling of false pride, he would, from that moment, have paid Julia pointed attention; but his own sense of right was too strong to permit such a line of conduct. The impulse, indeed, was felt, but instantly rejected; for now that reason, which his dream for a time had banished, was restored, by seeing Julia join the circle of the proud, the gay, the titled, (which was surely her natural sphere,) honour and duty predominated even over passion. He still, however, resented the liberty Henry had taken, and immediately after breakfast sought an interview with him, which ended in that gentleman finding himself compelled to make an ample apology, though with a very bad grace. END OF VOL. I. LONDON: IBOTSON AND PALMER, PRINTERS, SAVOY STREET, STRAND. Transcriber's Note Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. Inconsistent spelling and hyphenation in the original document have been preserved. End of Project Gutenberg's First Love Vol. 1 of 3, by Margracia Loudon