his brain.  Under the constant teaching of his aunt he did recognize it as a fact that he owed a high duty to his family.  For many days after that first night at Scroope not a word was said to him about Kate O’Hara.  He saw his uncle daily,—­probably twice a day; but the Earl never alluded to his Irish love.  Lady Scroope spoke constantly of the greatness of the position which the heir was called upon to fill and of all that was due to the honour of the family.  Fred, as he heard her, would shake his head impatiently, but would acknowledge the truth of what she said.  He was induced even to repeat the promise which he had made to his uncle, and to assure his aunt that he would do nothing to mar or lessen the dignity of the name of Neville.  He did become, within his own mind, indoctrinated with the idea that he would injure the position of the earldom which was to be his were he to marry Kate O’Hara.  Arguments which had appeared to him to be absurd when treated with ridicule by Father Marty, and which in regard to his own conduct he bad determined to treat as old women’s tales, seemed to him at Scroope to be true and binding.  The atmosphere of the place, the companionship of Miss Mellerby, the reverence with which he himself was treated by the domestics, the signs of high nobility which surrounded him on all sides, had their effect upon him.  Noblesse oblige.  He felt that it was so.  Then there crossed his brain visions of a future life which were injurious to the girl he loved.

Let his brother Jack come and live at Scroope and marry Sophie Mellerby.  As long as he lived Jack could not be the Earl, but in regard to money he would willingly make such arrangements as would enable his brother to maintain the dignity and state of the house.  They would divide the income.  And then he would so arrange his matters with Kate O’Hara that his brother’s son should be heir to the Earldom.  He had some glimmering of an idea that as Kate was a Roman Catholic a marriage ceremony might be contrived of which this would become the necessary result.  There should be no deceit.  Kate should know it all, and everything should be done to make her happy.  He would live abroad, and would not call himself by his title.  They would be Mr. and Mrs. Neville.  As to the property, that must of course hereafter go with the title, but in giving up so much to his brother, he could of course arrange as to the provision necessary for any children of his own.  No doubt his Kate would like to be the Countess Scroope,—­would prefer that a future son of her own should be the future Earl.  But as he was ready to abandon so much, surely she would be ready to abandon something.  He must explain to her,—­and to her mother,—­that under no other circumstances could he marry her.  He must tell her of pledges made to his uncle before he knew her, of the duty which he owed to his family, and of his own great dislike to the kind of life which would await him as acting head of the family.