Romayne pressed my hand at parting.  “You have been very kind and friendly, Father Benwell,” he said.  “I shall be glad to see you again.”

Don’t mention it in quarters where it might do me harm.  Do you know, I really pitied him.  He has sacrificed everything to his marriage—­and his marriage has disappointed him.  He was even reduced to be friendly with Me.

Of course when the right time comes I shall give Penrose leave of absence.  Do you foresee, as I do, the speedy return of “the dear gentle little fellow” to his old employment; the resumed work of conversion advancing more rapidly than ever; and the jealousy of the Protestant wife aggravating the false position in which she is already placed by her equivocal reception of Winterfield?  You may answer this by reminding me of the darker side of the prospect.  An heir may be born; and the heir’s mother, backed by general opinion, may insist—­if there is any hesitation in the matter—­on asserting the boy’s natural right to succeed his father.

Patience, my reverend colleague!  There is no threatening of any such calamity yet.  And, even if it happens, don’t forget that Romayne has inherited a second fortune.  The Vange estate has an estimated value.  If the act of restitution represented that value in ready money, do you think the Church would discourage a good convert by refusing his check?  You know better than that—­and so do I.

*****

The next day I called to inquire how Mrs. Eyrecourt was getting on.  The report was favorable.  Three days later I called again.  The report was still more encouraging.  I was also informed that Mrs. Romayne had returned to Ten Acres Lodge.

Much of my success in life has been achieved by never being in a hurry.  I was not in a hurry now.  Time sometimes brings opportunities—­and opportunities are worth waiting for.

Let me make this clear by an example.

A man of headlong disposition, in my place, would have probably spoken of Miss Eyrecourt’s marriage to Romayne at his first meeting with Winterfield, and would have excited their distrust, and put them respectively on their guard, without obtaining any useful result.  I can, at any time, make the disclosure to Romayne which informs him that his wife had been Winterfield’s guest in Devonshire, when she affected to meet her former host on the footing of a stranger.  In the meanwhile, I give Penrose ample opportunity for innocently widening the breach between husband and wife.

You see, I hope, that if I maintain a passive position, it is not from indolence or discouragement.  Now we may get on.

After an interval of a few days more I decided on making further inquiries at Mrs. Eyrecourt’s house.  This time, when I left my card, I sent a message, asking if the lady could receive me.  Shall I own my weakness?  She possesses all the information that I want, and she has twice baffled my inquiries.  Under these humiliating circumstances, it is part of the priestly pugnacity of my disposition to inquire again.