The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 157: what you’re looking at

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148 THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. knew the peer’s character much better than his friend did. Of course he was ignorant how far Beacham’s affair with Amy had been the cause of it. Deeming himself slighted, he very naturally resented it: for friendship has its jealousies as well as love; and he had resolved that very morning to come to an explana- tion with Beacham on the first occasion. Hence the knit brow and almost hostile tone with which he demanded of his quondam friend if he meant to insult him. “Insult you, William!” repeated Henry, with an air of surprise; “‘ why should I insult you ?”’ “‘T know of no reason,” replied the young man, trying to assume an air of indifference ; “1 am sure I never gave you any.” ‘Never, my dear fellow,” interrupted Beacham, extending his hand, which Bowles, from a lingering feeling of pride, hesitated to take, although in his heart he longed to grasp it. ‘¢ What!’ said his friend, “ when I am about to leave you—to leave England! Come, William, [ cannot —I will not part unkindly with youl am wretched enough already.” * The words—and still more the voice in which they were spoken—melted all the high-flown resolutions of poor Bowles’s pride and wounded friendship. He silently grasped the extended hand with all the warmth of early days, and, placing Beacham’s arm within his, led him towards the Royal Hotel. ecomnuicloooks (SO