“Then why shouldn’t Archie have her?  It would make us all so much more comfortable together.  I told Archie that I should speak to you, because I know that you have more weight with her than any of us; but Hugh doesn’t know that I mean it.”

“Does Sir Hugh know of the—­the plan?”

“It was he who proposed it.  Archie will be very badly off when he has settled with Hugh about all their money dealings.  Of course Julia’s money would be left in her own hands; there would be no intention to interfere with that.  But the position would be so good for him; and it would, you know, put him on his legs.”

“Yes,” said Harry, “it would put him on his legs, I dare say.”

“And why shouldn’t it be so?  She can’t live alone by herself always.  Of course she never could have really loved Lord Ongar.”

“Never, I should think,” said Harry.

“And Archie is good-natured, and good-tempered, and—­and—­and—­good-looking.  Don’t you think so?  I think it would just do for her.  She’d have her own way, for he’s not a bit like Hugh, you know.  He’s not so clever as Hugh, but he is much more good-natured.  Don’t you think it would be a good arrangement, Harry?” Then again she looked up into his face anxiously.

Nothing in the whole matter surprised him more than her eagerness in advocating the proposal.  Why should she desire that her sister should be sacrificed in this way?  But in so thinking of it he forgot her own position, and the need that there was to her for some friend to be near to her—­for some comfort and assistance.  She had spoken truly in saying that the plan had originated with her husband; but since it had been suggested to her, she had not ceased to think of it, and to wish for it.

“Well, Harry, what do you say?” she asked.

“I don’t see that I have anything to say.”

“But I know you can help us.  When I was with her the last time she declared that you were the only one of us she ever wished to see again.  She meant to include me then especially, but of course she was not thinking of Archie.  I know you can help us if you will.”

“Am I to ask her to marry him?”

“Not exactly that; I don’t think that would do any good.  But you might persuade her to come here.  I think she would come if you advised her; and then, after a bit you might say a good word for Archie.”

“Upon my word I could not.”

“Why not, Harry?”

“Because I know he would not make her happy.  What good would such a marriage do her?”

“Think of her position.  No one will visit her unless she is first received here, or at any rate unless she comes to us in town.  And then it would be up-hill work.  Do you know Lord Ongar had absolutely determined at one time to—­to get a divorce?”

“And do you believe that she was guilty?”

“I don’t say that.  No; why should I believe anything against my own sister when nothing is proved, but that makes no difference, if the world believes it.  They say now that if he had lived three months longer she never would have got the money.”