, and pointing to the certificate said, "Pray
how am I in future to address my daughter?"

"As Amy, I trust, Sir, unless you wish to scold her, and then you must
call her Lady Musgrave. I am, my dear Sir, as the certificate states,
Sir Alexander Musgrave, of Faristone, with a handsome property descended
to me. I did not know it till I arrived in London; and if I concealed
it from you till now, it was only that; my Amy should have the
satisfaction of proving to me that she wedded me in pure
disinterestedness of affection."

"It was very, very kind of you, Alexander, to do as you have done, and I
thank you sincerely for it."

"And now, my dear Amy, you understand why I wished you to come with me
to Cumberland, that you may take possession of your future abode, and
assume that position in society which you will so much grace. I trust,
Sir," continued I, "that you will not part from us, and that one roof
will always cover us, as long as Heaven thinks fit to spare our lives."

"May God bless you both," replied Mr Trevannion, "I cannot part with
you, and must follow."

About half an hour after this, I requested Amy and Mr Trevannion to sit
by me, as I had now another narrative to give them, which was an
explanation why and how it was that they found me in the position that
they had done; in short, what were the causes that induced me, and
afterwards my brother Philip, to quit our parental roof, and to come to
the resolution of fighting our own way in the world. It was as follows:

"Sir Richard Musgrave, my father, married a young lady of high
connexion, a Miss Arabella Johnson, and with her lived, I have every
reason to believe, a very happy life for nearly twenty-five years, when
it pleased God to summon her away. I have a good recollection of my
mother; for although I lived with my brother at a private tutor's, about
six miles off, I was continually at home, and she did not die till I was
nearly sixteen; and I can only say that a more elegant, amiable, and
truly virtuous woman, as I believe, never existed. By this marriage my
father had four sons and two daughters; Richard, the eldest; Charles,
the second; myself, the third; and Philip, the fourth; and my sisters,
who came last, were named Janet and Mabel. At the time of my mother's
death, my eldest brother was serving with the army, which he had entered
from a love of the profession, although, as heir to the baronetcy and
estates, which are a clear 4000 pounds