‘But what are the girls to do?’

’I don’t know what anybody is to do.  Here is a man as mad as a March hare, and yet nobody can touch him.  If it was not for the child, I should advise Emily to put him out of her head altogether.’

But though Sir Marmaduke could not bring himself to take any interest in Mr Glascock’s affairs, and would not ask a single question respecting the fearful American female whom this unfortunate man was about to translate to the position of an English peeress, yet circumstances so fell out that before three days were over he and Mr Glascock were thrown together in very intimate relations.  Sir Marmaduke had learned that Mr Glascock was the only Englishman in Florence to whom Trevelyan had been known, and that he was the only person with whom Trevelyan had been seen to speak while passing through the city.  In his despair, therefore, Sir Marmaduke had gone to Mr Glascock, and it was soon arranged that the two gentlemen should renew the search at Siena together, without having with them either Mrs Trevelyan or the courier.  Mr Glascock knew the ways of the people better than did Sir Marmaduke, and could speak the language.  He obtained a passport to the good offices of the police at Siena, and went prepared to demand rather than to ask for assistance.  They started very early, before breakfast, and on arriving at Siena at about noon, first employed themselves in recruiting exhausted nature.  By the time that they had both declared that the hotel at Siena was the very worst in all Italy, and that a breakfast without eatable butter was not to be considered a breakfast at all, they had become so intimate that Mr Glascock spoke of his own intended marriage.  He must have done this with the conviction on his mind that Nora Rowley would have told her mother of his former intention, and that Lady Rowley would have told Sir Marmaduke; but he did not feel it to be incumbent on himself to say anything on that subject.  He had nothing to excuse.  He had behaved fairly and honourably.  It was not to be expected that he should remain unmarried for ever for the sake of a girl who had twice refused him.  ’Of course there are very many in England,’ he said, ’who will think me foolish to marry a girl from another country.’

‘It is done every day,’ said Sir Marmaduke.

’No doubt it is.  I admit, however, that I ought to be more careful than some other persons.  There is a title and an estate to be perpetuated, and I cannot, perhaps, be justified in taking quite so much liberty as some other men may do; but I think I have chosen a woman born to have a high position, and who will make her own way in any society in which she may be placed.’

‘I have no doubt she will,’ said Sir Marmaduke, who had still sounding in his ears the alarming description which his wife had given him of this infatuated man’s proposed bride.  But he would have been bound to say as much had Mr Glascock intended to marry as lowly as did King Cophetua.