Excerpt from De Clifford, or the Constant Man, Vol. 2 of 3 And what of all this? Asked I with some emotion, for I did not like the seeming insinuation. That your principles, returned he, will be put to trial, and your philosophy exposed to danger. Your prudence, however, will, I am persuaded, triumph, and you will retreat before you are absolutely ruined. Pray heaven you may, and that it be not too late. Though I was persuaded that all this was said in a spirit of friendship, yet I liked not its tone. It seemed ironical, almost taunting; certainly less kind than his usual manner. It was apparent that my translation, as he called it, to Foljambe Park, had not given him pleasure. I did not suspect him of being one of those counsellors so jealous of their own wisdom that they would rather a friend suffered than their prophecy be defeated but I did begin to suspect (for the very first time, and at a great. Distance, but still to suspect) that he had not lately trusted himself so much with his cousin for nothing. In short, deeply in love myself, how could I be surprised if this susceptible, warm, and imaginative man should be also a stricken deer, wounded by the same shaft that had pierced me? This I frankly told him, and watched the effect with anxiety. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.