ABSTRACT
Lady Westhaven, who saw all hopes of being allied to the friend of her heart for ever at an end – who believed that she had always cherished an affection for her brother, and who supposed that in consequence of his desertion she was left in mortifying dependence on Lord Montreville, was infinitely hurt. The letter from her father to Emmeline confirmed all her apprehensions. There was a freezing civility in the style, which gave no hopes of his alleviating by generosity and kindness the pain which her Ladyship concluded Emmeline must feel; while Lord West-haven, knowing that to her whom he thus insulted with the distant offer of fifty or an hundred pounds, he really was accountable for the income of an estate of four thousand five hundred a year, for near nineteen years, and that he still withheld that estate from her, could hardly contain his indignation even before his wife.
