’Her mother was a Spaniard, I believe:  that accounts for her religion.  Her father was a stiff Presbyterian when I knew him.  But it is a very soft and pretty name.’

’How young she is!—­younger by fourteen months than I am.  Just, the age that Edith was when she was engaged to Captain Lennox.  Papa, we will go and see them in Spain.’

He shook his head.  But he said, ’If you wish it, Margaret.  Only let us come back here.  It would seem unfair—­unkind to your mother, who always, I’m afraid, disliked Milton so much, if we left it now she is lying here, and cannot go with us.  No, dear; you shall go and see them, and bring me back a report of my Spanish daughter.’

’No, papa, I won’t go without you.  Who is to take care of you when I am gone?’

’I should like to know which of us is taking care of the other.  But if you went, I should persuade Mr. Thornton to let me give him double lessons.  We would work up the classics famously.  That would be a perpetual interest.  You might go on, and see Edith at Corfu, if you liked.’

Margaret did not speak all at once.  Then she said rather gravely:  ’Thank you, papa.  But I don’t want to go.  We will hope that Mr. Lennox will manage so well, that Frederick may bring Dolores to see us when they are married.  And as for Edith, the regiment won’t remain much longer in Corfu.  Perhaps we shall see both of them here before another year is out.’

Mr. Hale’s cheerful subjects had come to an end.  Some painful recollection had stolen across his mind, and driven him into silence.  By-and-by Margaret said: 

’Papa—­did you see Nicholas Higgins at the funeral?  He was there, and Mary too.  Poor fellow! it was his way of showing sympathy.  He has a good warm heart under his bluff abrupt ways.’

‘I am sure of it,’ replied Mr. Hale.  ’I saw it all along, even while you tried to persuade me that he was all sorts of bad things.  We will go and see them to-morrow, if you are strong enough to walk so far.’

’Oh yes.  I want to see them.  We did not pay Mary—­or rather she refused to take it, Dixon says.  We will go so as to catch him just after his dinner, and before he goes to his work.’

Towards evening Mr. Hale said: 

’I half expected Mr. Thornton would have called.  He spoke of a book yesterday which he had, and which I wanted to see.  He said he would try and bring it to-day.’

Margaret sighed.  She knew he would not come.  He would be too delicate to run the chance of meeting her, while her shame must be so fresh in his memory.  The very mention of his name renewed her trouble, and produced a relapse into the feeling of depressed, pre-occupied exhaustion.  She gave way to listless languor.  Suddenly it struck her that this was a strange manner to show her patience, or to reward her father for his watchful care of her all through the day.  She sate up and offered to read aloud.  His eyes were failing, and he gladly accepted her