t look even in person the same.
In the last-mentioned situation, she was shorter in stature than in the
former--she was paler--she was thinner--and a very different contour
presided over her whole air, and all her features.

When she arrived at the door of the study, she opened it with a
trepidation she could hardly account for, and entered to Dorriforth the
altered woman she has been represented. His heart had taken the most
decided part against her, and his face had assumed the most severe
aspect of reproach; but her appearance gave an instantaneous change to
his whole mind, and countenance.

She halted, as if she feared to approach--he hesitated, as if he knew not
how to speak. Instead of the anger with which he was prepared to begin,
his voice involuntarily softened, and without knowing what he said, he
began,

"My dear Miss Milner."--

She expected he was angry, and in her confusion his gentleness was lost
upon her. She imagined that what he said might be censure, and she
continued to tremble, though he repeatedly assured her, that he meant
only to advise, not upbraid her.

"For as to all those little disputes between Mr. Sandford and you," said
he, "I should be partial if I blamed you more than him--indeed, when you
take the liberty to condemn him, his character makes the freedom appear
in a more serious light than when he complains of you--and yet, if he
provokes your retorts, he alone must answer for them; nor will I
undertake to decide betwixt you. But I have a question to ask you, and
to which I require a serious and unequivocal answer. Do you expect Lord
Frederick in the country?"

Without hesitation she replied, "I do."

"One more question I have to ask, madam, and to which I expect a reply
equally unreserved. Is Lord Frederick the man you approve for your
husband?"

Upon this close interrogation she discovered an embarrassment, beyond
any she had ever yet betrayed, and faintly replied,

"No, he is not."

"Your words tell me one thing," answered Dorriforth, "but your looks
declare another--which am I to believe?"

"Which you please," was her answer, while she discovered an insulted
dignity, that astonished, without convincing him.

"But then why encourage him to follow you hither, Miss Milner?"

"Why commit a thousand follies (she replied in tears) every hour of my
life?"

"You then promote the hopes of Lord Frederick without one serious
intention of completing them? This is a conduct agai