of her maid the following note:  “I think I understood all that you said to me yesterday.  At any rate, I understand that you have one trouble left, and that I have the means of curing it.”  In the first draft of his letter he said something about ushering, but that he omitted afterwards.  “You may be assured that the inclosed is all my own, and that it is entirely at my own disposal.  You may also be quite sure of good faith on the part of the lender.—­H.  C.”  And in this letter he inclosed a check for six hundred pounds.  It was the money which he had saved since he took his degree, and had been intended for Messrs. Beilby & Burton.  But he would wait another two years—­continuing to do his ushering for her sake.  What did it matter to a man who must, under any circumstances, be permanently miserable?

Sir Hugh was not yet at Clavering.  He was to come with Lord Ongar on the eve of the partridge-shooting.  The two sisters, therefore, had the house all to themselves.  At about twelve they sat down to breakfast together in a little upstairs chamber adjoining Lady Clavering’s own room, Julia Brabazon at that time having her lover’s generous letter in her pocket.  She knew that it was as improper as it was generous, and that, moreover, it was very dangerous.  There was no knowing what might be the result of such a letter should Lord Ongar even know that she had received it.  She was not absolutely angry with Harry, but had, to herself, twenty times called him a foolish, indiscreet, dear, generous boy.  But what was she to do with the check?  As to that, she had hardly as yet made up her mind when she joined her sister on the morning in question.  Even to Hermione she did not dare to tell the fact that such a letter had been received by her.

But in truth her debts were a great torment to her; and yet how trifling they were when compared with the wealth of the man who was to become her husband in six weeks!  Let her marry him, and not pay them, and he probably would never be the wiser.  They would get themselves paid almost without his knowledge, perhaps altogether without his hearing of them.  But yet she feared him, knowing him to be greedy about money; and, to give her such merit as was due to her, she felt the meanness of going to her husband with debts on her shoulder.  She had five thousand pounds of her own; but the very settlement which gave her a noble dower, and which made the marriage so brilliant, made over this small sum in its entirety to her lord.  She had been wrong not to tell the lawyer of her trouble when he had brought the paper for her to sign; but she had not told him.  If Sir Hugh Clavering had been her own brother there would have been no difficulty, but he was only her brother-in-law, and she feared to speak to him.  Her sister, however, knew that there were debts, and on that subject she was not afraid to speak to Hermione.

“Hermy,” said she, “what am I to do about this money that I owe?  I got a bill from Colclugh’s this morning.”