ho although young was no fool, also had ideas
upon the subject, at any rate at this time, especially as she had found
_l'Hibou_ always attractive, notwithstanding his star-gazing ways, and
the shower of wealth that had descended on him as though direct from
the _Bon Dieu_, did not lessen his charms. If so, who could blame her?
When one has been obliged always to look at both sides of a sou and
really pretty frocks, such as ladies wear, are almost as unobtainable
as Godfrey's stars, money becomes important, especially to a girl with
an instinct for dress and a love of life.

Thenceforward, at least, as may be imagined, Monsieur Godfrey became a
very prominent person indeed in the Boiset establishment. All his
little tastes were consulted; Madame moved him into the best spare
bedroom, on the ground that the one he occupied would be cold in
winter, which, when he was out, Juliette made a point of adorning with
flowers if these were forthcoming, or failing them with graceful sprays
of winter berries. Also she worked him some slippers covered with
little devils in black silk, which she said he must learn to tread
under foot, though whether this might be a covert allusion to his
spiritualistic experiences or merely a flight of fancy on her part,
Godfrey did not know.

On the evening of the reading of the will, prompted thereto by the
Pasteur, that young gentleman wrote a letter to his father, a task
which he always thought difficult, to tell him what had happened. As he
found explanations impossible, it was brief, though the time occupied
in composing drafts, was long. Finally it took the following form:--

"My dear Father,--I think I told you that I travelled out here with
a lady named Miss Ogilvy, whom I have often seen since. She has
just died and left me, as I understand, about L12,000, which I am
to get when I am twenty-five. Meanwhile I am to have the income,
so I am glad to say I shall not cost you any more. Also she has
left me a large house in Lucerne with a beautiful garden and a lot
of fine furniture, and some money to keep it up. As I can't live
there, I suppose it will have to be let.

"I hope you are very well. Please give my love to Mrs. Parsons and
tell her about this. It is growing very cold here, and the
mountains are covered with snow, but there has been little frost.
I am getting on well with my French, which I talk with
Mademoiselle Juliette, who knows no English, although she