“All of it,” said my lord. “My plans are accomplished, I win — as ever. I have surpassed myself.”
“And when they are married — voilà, your labours are ended at last.”
My lord wrinkled his brow. “My Thérèse, you should know that I am a man of too powerful a character to fold my hands.” He looked meditative. “I have too large a vision to be so easily satisfied.”
“La — la! What now?” cried my lady in some alarm.
My lord became impressive. “It is not fitting that I should be no more than a Viscount,” he said. “Our house must be enlarged. You may look to see it happen, Thérèse.”
“Mon Dieu, and will it?”
“Do not doubt it,” answered his lordship. “I have made up my mind that my son must inherit an Earldom at the least. I shall once more contrive. Do not doubt that I shall contrive! I am a great man, Thérèse: I realise it at last. I am a very great man.”
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