to the subject of his literary labors.

The present state of his mind is not favorable to work of that exacting
kind. Even with the help of Penrose to encourage him, he does not get on
to his satisfaction--and yet, as I could plainly perceive, the ambition
to make a name in the world exercises a stronger influence over him than
ever. All in our favor, my reverend friend--all in our favor!

I took the liberty of asking to see Penrose alone for a moment; and,
this request granted, Romayne and I parted cordially. I can make most
people like me, when I choose to try. The master of Vange Abbey is no
exception to the rule. Did I tell you, by-the-by, that the property has
a little declined of late in value? It is now not worth more than six
thousand a year. _We_ will improve it when it returns to the Church.

My interview with Penrose was over in two minutes. Dispensing with
formality, I took his arm, and led him into the front garden.

"I have heard all about it," I said; "and I must not deny that you have
disappointed me. But I know your disposition, and I make allowances. You
have qualities, dear Arthur, which perhaps put you a little out of place
among us. I shall be obliged to report what you have done--but you may
trust me to put it favorably. Shake hands, my son, and, while we are
still together, let us be as good friends as ever."

You may think that I spoke in this way with a view to my indulgent
language being repeated to Romayne, and so improving the position which
I have already gained in his estimation. Do you know, I really believe
I meant it at the time! The poor fellow gratefully kissed my hand when I
offered it to him--he was not able to speak. I wonder whether I am weak
about Arthur? Say a kind word for him, when his conduct comes under
notice--but pray don't mention this little frailty of mine; and don't
suppose I have any sympathy with his weak-minded submission to Mrs.
Romayne's prejudices. If I ever felt the smallest consideration for
_her_ (and I cannot call to mind any amiable emotion of that sort), her
letter to Winterfield would have effectually extinguished it. There is
something quite revolting to me in a deceitful woman.

In closing this letter, I may quiet the minds of our reverend brethren,
if I assure them that my former objection to associating myself directly
with the conversion of Romayne no longer exists.

Yes! even at my age, and with my habits, I am now resigned to hearing,
and confu