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A feords more must be said of Lady Scroope, and then the preface to our story will be over She too was an Earl's daughter, and had been much loved by our Earl's first wife Lady Scroope had been the elder by ten years; but yet they had been dear friends, and Lady Mary Wycolooreat rooms at Scroope Manor She had thus known the Earl well before she consented to race She was strong featured, tall, with pride clearly written in her face A reader of faces would have declared at once that she was proud of the blood which ran in her veins She was very proud of her blood, and did in truth believe that noble birth was a greater gift than any wealth She was thoroughly able to look down upon a parvenu millionaire,--to look down upon such a one and not to pretend to despise hi her to share his gloom, she was as poor as Charity,--dependent on a poor brother who hated the burden of such claim But she would have wedded no coht She knew Lord Scroope's age, and she knew the gloom of Scroope Manor;--and she became his wife To her of course was told the story of the heir's ht, no joy in the old house froed, and it ht be that she could take the new heir to her heart