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CHAPTER XXI.
Lord Avondale now looked more and more coldly on Calantha; but all others courted and flattered her. The Princess and many others had departed. Mrs. Seymour alone appeared to watch her with anxiety. In vain Calantha affected the most thoughtless gaiety: remorse and suspense alternately agitated her mind. One evening she observed Lord Glenarvon and her aunt, Mrs. Seymour, in earnest discourse—she knew not then that she herself was the subject. "She is pure, she is innocent," said Mrs. Seymour: "her spirits wild and thoughtless, may have led her into a thousand follies; but worse, never—never."—"Fierce passion burns in her eye," said Glenarvon, scornfully: "the colour in her cheeks varies.—I love her as well as you
