Its great proportions in every respect suited both John Hatton and the woman for whom it was built.  Both of them appeared to gain a positive majesty of appearance in the splendid reaches of its immense rooms.  Certainly they would have dwarfed small people, but John and Jane Hatton were large enough to appropriate and become a part of their surroundings.  John felt that he had realized his long, long dream of a modern home, and Jane knew that its spacious, handsome rooms would give to her queenly figure and walk the space and background that was most charming and effective.

In about a year after Harry’s marriage it was completely finished and furnished; then John Hatton and Jane Harlow were married in London at Lord Harlow’s residence.  Harry’s invitation did not include his wife, and John explained that it was impossible for him to interfere about the people Lord and Lady Harlow invited to their house or did not invite.  “I wish the affair was over,” he exclaimed, “for no matter who is there I shall miss you, Harry.”

“And Lucy?”

“Yes; but I will tell you what will be far better.  Suppose you and Lucy run over to Paris and see the new paintings in the Salon—­and all the other sights?”

“I cannot afford it, John.”

“The affording is my business.  I will find the guineas, Harry.  You know that.  And Lucy will not have to spend them in useless extravagant dress.”

“All right, John!  You are a good brother, and you know how to heal a slight.”

So John’s marriage took place without his brother’s presence, and John missed him and had a heartache about it.  Subsequently he told his mother so, upon which the Lady of Hatton Manor answered,

“Harry managed very well to do without either mother or brother at his own wedding.  You know that, John; and I was none sorry to miss him at yours.  When you have to take a person you love with a person you don’t love, it is like taking a spoonful of bitterness with a spoonful of jelly after it.  I never could tell which spoonful I hated the worst.”

After the marriage John and his wife came directly to their own home.  John could not leave his mill and his business, and Lord and Lady Harlow considered his resolution a wise proceeding.  Jane was also praised for her ready agreement to her husband’s business exigencies.  But really the omission of the customary wedding-journey gave Jane no disappointment.  To take possession of her splendid home, to assume the social distinction it gave her, and to be near to the mother she idolized were three great compensations, superseding abundantly the doubtful pleasures of railway travel and sightseeing.

Jane’s mother had caused a pleasant surprise at her daughter’s wedding, for the past year’s efforts at Harlow House had amply proved Mrs. Harlow’s executive abilities in its profitable management; and she was so sure of this future result that she did not hesitate to buy a rich and fashionable wedding-garment or to bring to the light once more the beautiful pearls she had worn at her own bridal.  There were indeed few ladies at John’s wedding more effectively gowned than his mother-in-law—­except his mother.