'You know my cousin?' said Cadurcis, to turn the conversation.
'Yes, and I like him much; he appears to be a sensible, amiable
person, of excellent principles.'
'I am not bound to admire George's principles,' said Lord
Cadurcis, gaily; 'but I respect them, because I know that they are
conscientious. I love George; he is my only relation, and he is my
friend.'
'I trust he will always be your friend, for I think you will then, at
least, know one person on whom you can depend.'
'I believe it. The friendships of the world are wind.'
'I am surprised to hear you say so,' said Lady Annabel.
'Why, Lady Annabel?'
'You have so many friends.'
Lord Cadurcis smiled. 'I wish,' he said, after a little hesitation,
'if only for "Auld lang syne," I might include Lady Annabel Herbert
among them.'
'I do not think there is any basis for friendship between us, my
lord,' she said, very dryly.
'The past must ever be with me,' said Lord Cadurcis, 'and I should
have thought a sure and solid one.'
'Our opinions on all subjects are so adverse, that I must believe that
there could be no great sympathy in our feelings.'
'My feelings are beyond my control,' he replied; 'they are, and must
ever be, totally independent of my opinions.
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