THE DUKE AND THE COUSIN. CHAPTER I. " I ever read Pride was unlovely." In a splendid drawing-room, in one of the finest houses in London, where unbounded wealth had accumulated every luxury to satisfy even her fastidious taste, Lady Clairville reclined on her velvet fauteuil, listless and unhappy. The surrounding elegance of the apartment, with its costly decorations, was all unheeded by her; and a little writing-table she VOL. I. B |