The parties were thus divided.  The silent Count was left to meditate on his wrongs in the saloon; and the diplomatist, alone with his lady, thought fit to say to her, shortly:  ’Perhaps it would be as well to draw away from these people a little.  We ’ve done as much as we could for them, in bringing them over here.  They may be trying to compromise us.  That woman’s absurd.  She ’s ashamed of the brewer, and yet she wants to sell him—­or wants us to buy him.  Ha!  I think she wants us to send a couple of frigates, and threaten bombardment of the capital, if they don’t take her husband back, and receive him with honours.’

‘Perhaps it would be as well,’ said Mrs. Melville.  ’Rose’s invitation to him goes for nothing.’

‘Rose? inviting the Count? down to Hampshire?’ The diplomatist’s brows were lifted.

‘No, I mean the other,’ said the diplomatist’s wife.

’Oh! the young fellow! very good young fellow.  Gentlemanly.  No harm in him.’

‘Perhaps not,’ said the diplomatist’s wife.

’You don’t suppose he expects us to keep him on, or provide for him over here—­eh?’

The diplomatist’s wife informed him that such was not her thought, that he did not understand, and that it did not matter; and as soon as the Hon. Melville saw that she was brooding something essentially feminine, and which had no relationship to the great game of public life, curiosity was extinguished in him.

On deck the Countess paced with Evan, and was for a time pleasantly diverted by the admiration she could, without looking, perceive that her sorrow-subdued graces had aroused in the breast of a susceptible naval lieutenant.  At last she spoke: 

’My dear! remember this.  Your last word to Mr. Jocelyn will be:  “I will do myself the honour to call upon my benefactor early.”  To Rose you will say:  “Be assured, Miss Jocelyn ‘Miss Jocelyn—­’ I shall not fail in hastening to pay my respects to your family in Hampshire.”  You will remember to do it, in the exact form I speak it.’

Evan laughed:  ‘What! call him benefactor to his face?  I couldn’t do it.’

‘Ah! my child!’

’Besides, he isn’t a benefactor at all.  His private secretary died, and I stepped in to fill the post, because nobody else was handy.’

‘And tell me of her who pushed you forward, Evan?’

‘My dear sister, I’m sure I’m not ungrateful.’

’No; but headstrong:  opinionated.  Now these people will endeavour—­Oh!  I have seen it in a thousand little things—­they wish to shake us off.  Now, if you will but do as I indicate!  Put your faith in an older head, Evan.  It is your only chance of society in England.  For your brother-in-law—­I ask you, what sort of people will you meet at the Cogglesbys?  Now and then a nobleman, very much out of his element.  In short, you have fed upon a diet which will make you to distinguish, and painfully to know the difference!  Indeed!  Yes, you are looking about for Rose.  It depends upon your behaviour now, whether you are to see her at all in England.  Do you forget?  You wished once to inform her of your origin.  Think of her words at the breakfast this morning!’