she had perceived that Clara had come without a servant, she had perceived that any young woman who travelled in that way must be unfit to be mated with her son.  Clara, whose intelligence in such matters was sharp enough, assured Belinda that she wanted no assistance.  ’I dare say you think it very odd,’ she said, ‘but I really can dress myself.’  And when the maid did come to unpack the things, Clara would have sent her away at once had she been able.  But the maid, who was not a young woman, was obdurate.  ’Oh no, miss; my lady wouldn’t be pleased.  If you please, miss, I’ll do it.’  And so the things were unpacked.

Clara was told that they dined at half-past seven, and she remained alone in her room till dinner- time, although it had not yet struck five when she had gone upstairs.  The maid had brought her up a cup of tea, and she seated herself at her fire, turning over in her mind the different members of the household in which she found herself.  It would never do.  She told herself over and over again that it would never come to pass that that woman should be her mother-in-law, or that that other woman should be her sister.  It was manifest to her that she was distasteful to them; and she had not lost a moment in assuring herself that they were distasteful to her.  What purpose could it answer that she should strive not to like them, for no such strife was possible but to appear to like them?  The whole place and everything about it was antipathetic to her.  Would it not be simply honest to Captain Aylmer that she should tell him so at once, and go away?  Then she remembered that Frederic had not spoken to her a single word since she had been under his father’s roof.  What sort of welcome would have been accorded to her had she chosen to go down to Plaistow Hall?

At half-past seven she made her way by herself downstairs.  In this there was some difficulty, as she remembered nothing of the rooms below, and she could not at first find a servant.  But a man at last did come to her in the hall, and by him she was shown into the drawing-room.  Here she was alone for a few minutes.  As she looked about her, she thought that no room she had ever seen had less of the comfort of habitation.  It was not here that she had met Lady Aylmer before dinner.  There had, at any rate, been in that other room work things, and the look of life which life gives to a room.  But here there was no life.  The furniture was all in its place, and everything was cold and grand and comfortless.  They were making company of her at Aylmer Park!

Clara was intelligent in such matters, and understood it all thoroughly.

Lady Aylmer was the first person to come to her.  ’I hope my maid has been with you,’ said she to which Clara muttered something intended for thanks.  ’You’ll find Richards a very clever woman, and quite a proper person.’

‘I don’t at all doubt that.’

’She has been here a good many years, and has perhaps little ways of her own but she means to be obliging.’