Belton.  They told him that his family could be traced back to very early days before the Plantagenets, as he believed, though on this point of the subject he was very hazy in his information and he liked the idea of being the man by whom the family should be reconstructed in its glory.  Worldly circumstances had been so kind to him, that he could take up the Belton estate with more of the prestige of wealth than had belonged to any of the owners of the place for many years past.  Should it come to pass that living there would be desirable, he could rebuild the old house, and make new gardens, and fit himself out with all the pleasant braveries of a well-to-do English squire.  There need be no pinching and scraping, no question whether a carriage would be possible, no doubt as to the prudence of preserving game.  All this had given much that was delightful to his prospects.  And he had, too, been instigated by a somewhat weak desire to emerge from that farmer’s rank into which he knew that many connected with him had supposed him to have sunk.  It was true that he farmed land that was half his own and that, even at Plaistow, he was a wealthy man; but Plaistow Hall, with all its comforts, was a farm-house; and the ambition to be more than a farmer had been strong upon him.

But then there had been the feeling that in taking the Belton estate he would be robbing his Cousin Clara of all that should have been hers.  It must be remembered that he had not been brought up in the belief that he would ever become the owner of Belton.  All his high ambition in that matter had originated with the wretched death of Clara’s brother.  Could he bring himself to take it all with pleasure, seeing that it came to him by so sad a chance by a catastrophe so deplorable?  When he would think of this, his mind would revolt from its own desires, and he would declare to himself that his inheritance would come to him with a stain of blood upon it.  He, indeed, would have been guiltless; but how could he take his pleasure in the shades of Belton without thinking of the tragedy which had given him the property?  Such had been the thoughts and desires, mixed in their nature and militating against each other, which had induced him to offer his first visit to his cousin’s house.  We know what was the effect of that visit, and by what pleasant scheme he had endeavoured to overcome all his difficulties, and so to become master of Belton that Clara Amedroz should also be its mistress.  There had been a way which, after two days’ intimacy with Clara, seemed to promise him comfort and happiness on all sides.  But he had come too late, and that way was closed against him!  Now the estate was his, and what was he to do with it?  Clara belonged to his rival, and in what way would it become him to treat her?  He was still thinking simply of the cruelty of the circumstances which had thrown Captain Aylmer between him and his cousin, when he drove himself up to the railway station at Downham.