liked that better?"

"Well; I can't say."

You are engaged? Did you go to the young lady's family first?"

"I can't say I did; but I think I had given them some ground to expect
it. I fancy they all knew what I was about. But it's over now; and I
don't know that we need say anything more about it."

"Certainly not. Nothing can be said that would be of any use; but I do
not think I have done anything that you should resent."

"Resent is a strong word. I don't resent it, or, at any rate, I won't;
and there may be an end of it." After this, Harry was more gracious with
Mr. Saul, having an idea that the curate had made some sort of apology
for what he had done. But that, I fancy, was by no means Mr. Saul's view
of the case. Had he offered to marry the daughter of the Archbishop of
Canterbury, instead of the daughter of the Rector of Clavering, he would
not have imagined that his doing so needed an apology.

The day after his return from London, Lady Clavering sent for Harry up
to the House. "So you saw my sister in London?!" she said.

"Yes," said Harry, blushing; "as I was in town, I thought that I might
as well meet her. But, as you said, Lady Ongar is able to do without
much assistance of that kind. I only just saw her."

"Julia took it so kindly of you; but she seems surprised that you did
not come to her the following day. She thought you would have called."

"Oh, dear, no. I fancied that she would be too tired and too busy to
wish to see any mere acquaintance."

"Ah, Harry, I see that she has angered you," said Lady Clavering;
"otherwise you would not talk about mere acquaintance."

"Not in the least. Angered me! How could she anger me? What I meant was
that at such a time she would probably wish to see no one but people on
business--unless it was some one near to her, like yourself or Hugh."

"Hugh will not go to her."

"But you will do so; will you not?"

"Before long I will. You don't seem to understand, Harry--and, perhaps,
it would be odd if you did--that I can't run up to town and back as I
please. I ought not to tell you this, I dare say, but one feels as
though one wanted to talk to some one about one's affairs. At the
present moment, I have not the money to go--even if there was no other
reason." These last words she said almost in a whisper, and then she
looked up into the young man's face, to see what he thought of the
communication she had made him.

"Oh, money!" he said. "You could soon