Julia will
take the huff, and you know beautiful women will do strange things--mad
things--when once pique enters their hearts. She might turn round and
marry me."
"You forget, sir, you are a man of honor."
"But not a man of stone. Now, my dear Fitzroy, be reasonable. Suppose
that peerless creature went in for female revenge; why, the first thing
she would do would be to _make_ me love her, whether I chose or no. She
wouldn't give _me_ a voice in the matter. She would flatter me; she would
cajole me; she would transfix my too susceptible heart with glances of
fire and bewitching languor from those glorious eyes."
"D--d----! Ahem!" cried Percy, turning green.
Walter had no mercy. "I heard her say once she could make any man love
her if she chose."
"So she could," said Percy, ruefully. "She made me. I had an awful
p--p--prejudice against her, but there was no resisting."
"Then don't subject _me_ to such a trial. Stick to her like a man."
"So I will; b--but it is a m--m--mortifying position. I'm a man of
family.
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