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Their intercourse continued, with growing passion on the side of the
lady, and expiring inclination on that of the gentleman, till Lady
Bellamer informed him that the consequences of their guilt could not
long be concealed. Her Lord was about to return to his disgraced home;
and she called upon Hargrave to concert with her the means of exchanging
shackles which she would no longer endure for bonds which she could bear
with pleasure, and himself to stand forth the legal protector of his
unborn child. Hargrave heard her with a disgust which he scarcely strove
to conceal; for at that moment Laura stood before him, bewitching in
chastened love--respectable in saintly purity. He remembered that the
bare proposal of a degradation which Lady Bellamer had almost courted,
had once nearly banished the spotless soul from a tenement only less
pure than itself. In fancy he again saw through her casement the
wringing of those snowy hands, those eyes raised in agony, and the
convulsive heavings of that bosom which mourned his unlooked-for
baseness; and he turned from Lady Bellamer, inwardly cursing the hour
when his vows to Laura were sacrificed to a wanton.
The very day after this interview was that in which he accidentally
encountered Laura; and from that moment his whole desire was to make her
his own, before public report should acquaint her with his guilt. He
durst not trust to the strength of her affection for the pardon of so
foul an offence. He could not hope that she would again place confidence
in vows of reformation which had been so grossly violated. When the
proper self-distrust of Laura refused him the opportunity of making a
personal appeal to her sensibilities, he hoped that her father might
successfully plead his cause; and that before his guilt was known to
her, he might have made it at once her interest and her duty to forget
it. But the storm was about to burst even more speedily than he
apprehended. Lady Bellamer little suspected that her conduct was watched
with all the malice of jealousy, and all the eagerness of interest. She
little suspected that her confidential servant was the spy of her
injured husband, bound to fidelity in this task by ties as disgraceful
as they were strong, and that this woman waited only for legal proof of
her mistress's guilt, to lay the particulars before her lord. That proof
was now obtained; and Lord Bellamer hastened to avail himself of it. He
arrived in London on the morning of the last day of Montreville's life;
and, charging his guilty wife with her perfidy, expelled her from his
house.
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