’No; you do not see things as he sees them.  Things that are serious to him are, I fear, only light to you.  Dear Clara, would I could see you more in earnest as to the only matter that is worth our earnestness.’  Miss Amedroz said nothing as to the Captain’s earnestness, though, perhaps, her ideas as to his ideas about religion were more correct than those held by Mrs Winterfield.  But it would not have suited her to raise any argument on that subject.  ‘I pray for you, Clara,’ continued the old lady, ’and will do so as long as the power of prayer is left to me.  I hope I hope you do not cease to pray for yourself?’

‘I endeavour, aunt.’

‘It is an endeavour which, if really made, never fails.’  Clara said nothing more, and her aunt also remained silent.  Soon afterwards, the four-wheeled carriage, with the demure stable-boy, came to the door, and Clara was driven up and down through the streets of Perivale in a manner which was an injury to her.  She knew that she was suffering an injustice, but it was one of which she could not make complaint.  She submitted to her aunt, enduring the penances that were required of her; and, therefore, her aunt had opportunity enough to see her shortcomings.  Mrs Winterfield did see them, and judged her accordingly.  Captain Aylmer, being a man and a Member of Parliament, was called upon to bear no such penances, and, therefore, his shortcomings were not suspected.

But, after all, what title had she ever possessed to entertain expectations from Mrs Winterfield?  When she thought of it all in her room that night, she told herself that it was strange that her aunt should have spoken to her in such a way on such a subject.  But, then, so much had been said to her on the matter by her father, so much, no doubt, had reached her aunt’s ears also, the hope that her position with reference to the rich widow at Perivale might be beneficial to her had been so often discussed at Belton as a make-weight against the extravagances of the heir, there had already been so much of this mistake, that she taught herself to perceive that the communication was needed.  ’In her honesty ’she has not chosen to leave me with false hopes,’ said Clara to herself.  And at that moment she loved her aunt for her honesty.

Then, on the day but one following this conversation as to the destiny of her aunt’s property, came the terrible tidings of her brother’s death.  Captain Aylmer, who had been in London at the time, hurried down to Perivale, and had been the first to tell Miss Amedroz what had happened.  The words spoken between them had not been many, but Clara knew that Captain Aylmer had been kind to her; and when he had offered to accompany her to Belton, she had thanked him with a degree of gratitude which had almost seemed to imply more of regard between them than Clara would have acknowledged to exist.  But in moments such as those, soft words may be spoken and hands may be pressed without any of that meaning which soft words and the grasping of hands generally carry with them.  As far as Taunton Captain Aylmer did go with Miss Amedroz, and there they parted, he on his journey up to town, and she for her father’s desolate house at Belton.