Morley Ernstein; or, the Tenants of the HeartJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Morley Ernstein; or, the Tenants of the Heart
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Fiction
CHAPTER XXII.
Two days elapsed, and on the third morning Lady Malcolm was sitting in
her drawing-room alone, when the servant threw open the door, and
announced "Colonel Lieberg." Her visitor upon the present occasion was
personally known to her, so far as a mere bow went, when they met in
society. But this was the first time that he had ever presented
himself at her house; and Lady Malcolm, therefore, as she well might,
looked somewhat surprised when she received him. Her demeanour,
however, was perfectly courteous, though somewhat distant withal, and
after begging him to be seated, she enquired what fortunate
circumstance procured her the honour of his visit.
"I beg your ladyship's pardon," said Lieberg, "for intruding upon you,
especially at this hour of the morning; but, in truth, though I asked
for you--thinking it would be more proper so to do--my visit is
intended for a young lady, who is, I find, under your kind care and
protection, and to whom I have some intelligence to communicate, which
may, perhaps, give her pleasure."
Lady Malcolm, however, had lived long enough in the great world to
have the faculty of misunderstanding, when she thought proper; and she
therefore replied--"I am really very sorry, Count, but Miss Carr is
out, and probably will not return till the evening."
"Your ladyship is under a mistake," replied Lieberg; "my visit was not
intended for the lady you mention, but for Miss Barham, who, her
brother informs me, is residing at your house."
"He is quite in error," replied Lady Malcolm; "Miss Barham did,
indeed, do me the favour of passing a few days with me, but she left
me yesterday morning."
Lieberg's cheek grew hot; and though he still maintained the
appearance of the utmost suavity, there was a certain degree of
sharpness in his tone, which shewed how mortified and disappointed he
was.
"Then, of course," he said, "your ladyship can favour me with her
address."
"No, indeed," replied Lady Malcolm, "I cannot. All I can tell you is,
that she is gone into the country."
"May I humbly enquire," rejoined Lieberg, "whether your difficulty, in
regard to telling me her address, is voluntary, or from ignorance of
where she is?--beg pardon," he added, in a softer tone "if I am
asking anything extraordinary; but as I have matters of importance to
communicate to Miss Barham, it is very necessary that I should learn
her address by some means, in order to write to her speedily."
"To answer you candidly, Count Lieberg," replied Lady Malcolm, "and as
you put the question so distinctly, I must acknowledge that I do not
give you the information you wish for, partly because I have not the
exact address, and partly because Miss Barham requested me not to say
where she is gone to any one."
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