"
"I have already given orders for that," replied his wife. He then
hurried out and left them, evidently much gratified by Woodward's visit.
O'Connor and the latter having scanned each other by a glance or two,
bowed with that extreme air of politeness which is only another name for
a want of cordiality. O'Connor was rather a plain-looking young fellow,
as to his person and general appearance; but his Milesian face was
handsome, and his eye clear and candid, with a dash of determination
and fire in it. Very different, indeed, was it from the eye that was
scrutinizing him at that moment, with such keenness and penetration.
There are such things as antipathies; otherwise why should those two
individuals entertain, almost in a moment's time, such a secret and
unaccountable disrelish towards each other? Woodward did not love Alice,
so that the feeling could not proceed from jealousy; and we will so far
throw aside mystery as to say here, that neither did O'Connor; and,
we may add still further, that poor, innocent, unassuming Alice was
attached to neither of them.
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