“Certainly not,” replied the lady.  “My doubts are concerning my daughter.”

“Is she engaged, or partially engaged, to another?” he inquired.

“She is not,” rejoined Mrs. Delano; “though I imagine she is not quite ‘fancy free.’”

“Would it be a breach of confidence to tell me who has been so fortunate as to attract her?”

“Nothing of the kind has ever been confided to me.” answered the lady.  “It is merely an imagination of my own, and relates to a person unknown to you.”

“Then I will enter the lists with my rival, if there is one,” said he.  “Such a prize is not to be given up without an effort.  But you have not yet said that I have your consent.”

“Since you are so persistent,” rejoined Mrs. Delano, “I will tell you a secret, if you will pledge your honor, as a gentleman, never to repeat it, or hint at it, to any mortal.”

“I pledge my honor,” he replied, “that whatever you choose to tell me shall be sacred between us.”

“It is not pleasant to tell the story of Flora’s birth,” responded she; “but under present circumstances it seems to be a duty.  When I have informed you of the facts, you are free to engage her affections if you can.  On the paternal side, she descends from the French gentry and the Spanish nobility; but her mother was a quadroon slave, and she herself was sold as a slave.”

Mr. Green bowed his head upon his hand, and spoke no word.  Drilled to conceal his emotions, he seemed outwardly calm, though it cost him a pang to relinquish the captivating young creature, who he felt would have made his life musical, though by piquant contrast rather than by harmony.  After a brief, troubled silence, he rose and walked toward the window, as if desirous to avoid looking the lady in the face.  After a while, he said, slowly, “Do you deem it quite right, Mrs. Delano, to pass such a counterfeit on society?”

“I have attempted to pass no counterfeit on society,” she replied, with dignity.  “Flora is a blameless and accomplished young lady.  Her beauty and vivacity captivated me before I knew anything of her origin; and in the same way they have captivated you.  She was alone in the world, and I was alone; and we adopted each other.  I have never sought to introduce her into society; and so far as relates to yourself, I should have told you these facts sooner if I had known the state of your feelings; but so long as they were not expressed, it would scarcely have been delicate for me to take them for granted.”

“Very true,” rejoined the disenchanted lover.  “You certainly had a right to choose a daughter for yourself; though I could hardly have imagined that any amount of attraction would have overcome such obstacles in the mind of a lady of your education and refined views of life.  Excuse my using the word ‘counterfeit.’  I was slightly disturbed when it escaped me.”

“It requires no apology,” she replied.  “I am aware that society would take the same view of my proceeding that you do.  As for my education, I have learned to consider it as, in many respects, false.  As for my views, they have been greatly modified by this experience.  I have learned to estimate people and things according to their real value, not according to any merely external accidents.”