"You are sorry that I saw you, no doubt," I answered coldly.
"If you had not seen me," he muttered, fixing his eyes on the carpet, "it would have done no harm."
My heart felt ready to burst; but I resolutely swallowed back my emotion, and answered calmly, "You think not?"
"No," replied he, boldly. "After all, what have I done? It's nothing—except as you choose to make it a subject of accusation and distress."
"What would Lord Lowborough, your friend think, if he knew all? or what would you yourself think, if he or any other had acted the same part to me, throughout, as you have to Annabella?"
"I would blow his brains out."
"Well then, Arthur, how can you call it nothing—an offence for which you would think yourself justified in blowing another man's brains out? Is it nothing to trifle with your
