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diff --git a/41826-8.txt b/41826-0.txt index 41f56df..61601ce 100644 --- a/41826-8.txt +++ b/41826-0.txt @@ -1,36 +1,4 @@ -The Project Gutenberg eBook, Wild Heather, by L. T. Meade - - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with -almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - - - - -Title: Wild Heather - - -Author: L. T. Meade - - - -Release Date: January 12, 2013 [eBook #41826] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - - -***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK WILD HEATHER*** - - -E-text prepared by Dianna Adair, Delphine, Mary Meehan, and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team (http://www.pgdp.net) - - +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 41826 *** Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this file which includes the original illustrations. @@ -1606,7 +1574,7 @@ good days, my dear, and I do trust, my Heather, that this will prove a very good day for you, indeed." As father spoke he rang a bell, and when the waiter appeared he ordered -_table d'hôte_ breakfast, which the man hastened to supply. As we were +_table d'hôte_ breakfast, which the man hastened to supply. As we were seated round the board which seemed to me to groan with the luxuries not only of that season, but of every season since cooking came into vogue, father remarked, as he helped himself to a devilled kidney, that really, @@ -1754,13 +1722,13 @@ looked depressed. But just then there came a rustling, cheerful sound in the passage outside, and Lady Helen, her dress as gorgeous as it was the night -before, with a very _outré_ picture hat, fastened at one side of her +before, with a very _outré_ picture hat, fastened at one side of her head, and with her eyes as bright as two stars, entered the room. She floated rather than walked up to father's side, took his two hands, then dropped them, and said, in her high-pitched, very staccato voice: "How do you do, Major? You see, I could not wait, but have come for the -dear little _ingénue_. I am quite ready to take you off, Heather, and to +dear little _ingénue_. I am quite ready to take you off, Heather, and to supply you with the very prettiest clothes. Your father has given me _carte blanche_ to do as I please--is not that so, Major?" @@ -1814,7 +1782,7 @@ girl. My dear, I mean to be very good to you." She coloured a little, and the hand which she had laid for a moment lightly on my hand was snatched away. -"That kind of remark is terribly _outré_," she said; "but I shall soon +"That kind of remark is terribly _outré_," she said; "but I shall soon correct all that, my dear. You won't know yourself in one month from the present time. Child of nature, indeed! You will be much more likely to be the child of art. But dress is the great accessory. Before we begin @@ -3052,7 +3020,7 @@ Can she put on your dress as it ought to be put on? I may as well say at once that I don't intend to take a pale, gawky girl about with me. You must look nice, as you can and will, if you have a proper maid, and I attend to your clothes. Can she alter your dresses when they get a -little _outré_? In short, is the woman a lady's maid at all?" +little _outré_? In short, is the woman a lady's maid at all?" "She used to be my nurse, and I love her," I answered stoutly. @@ -4190,7 +4158,7 @@ not wish to see them again. She obeyed me in some astonishment, raising her brows a trifle. When I entered the breakfast-room this sun-shiny spring morning, I -interrupted a very animated _tête-à-tête_ between my father and his +interrupted a very animated _tête-à -tête_ between my father and his wife. I sat down quietly. Neither spoke to me beyond saying the most conventional "Good morning," and I ate in feverish haste what breakfast I required. Immediately afterwards I rushed to my room, pinned some @@ -5011,7 +4979,7 @@ ourselves in another part of fashionable London. I cannot even to this day recall the name of the street. The house was not at all unlike Lord Hawtrey's house; it was furnished with the same severity, and the same excellent taste. Lady Mary took me into a little boudoir, which was -destitute of knick-knacks and bric-à-brac. But it had many flowers, and, +destitute of knick-knacks and bric-à -brac. But it had many flowers, and, what I greatly enjoyed, a comfortable sense of space. My hostess drew a cushioned chair forward and desired me to sit in it; I did so. Then she seated herself and took one of my hands. @@ -6533,7 +6501,7 @@ I will!" "My little girl, my own little girl! But she won't have you back except on her own terms; she only wants you in order to get you well married, -to have the éclat and fuss and glory of a great marriage; that's her +to have the éclat and fuss and glory of a great marriage; that's her object. You have refused Hawtrey; I doubt if she'll forgive that." 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T. Meade</title> <style type="text/css"> @@ -177,18 +177,8 @@ table { </style> </head> <body> +<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 41826 ***</div> <h1>The Project Gutenberg eBook, Wild Heather, by L. T. Meade</h1> -<p>This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with -almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at <a -href="http://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></p> -<p>Title: Wild Heather</p> -<p>Author: L. T. Meade</p> -<p>Release Date: January 12, 2013 [eBook #41826]</p> -<p>Language: English</p> -<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> -<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK WILD HEATHER***</p> <p> </p> <h3>E-text prepared by Dianna Adair, Delphine, Mary Meehan,<br /> and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team<br /> @@ -1765,7 +1755,7 @@ good days, my dear, and I do trust, my Heather, that this will prove a very good day for you, indeed."</p> <p>As father spoke he rang a bell, and when the waiter appeared he ordered -<i>table d'hôte</i> breakfast, which the man hastened to supply. As we were +<i>table d'hôte</i> breakfast, which the man hastened to supply. As we were seated round the board which seemed to me to groan with the luxuries not only of that season, but of every season since cooking came into vogue, father remarked, as he helped himself to a devilled kidney, that really, @@ -1913,13 +1903,13 @@ looked depressed.</p> <p>But just then there came a rustling, cheerful sound in the passage outside, and Lady Helen, her dress as gorgeous as it was the night -before, with a very <i>outré</i> picture hat, fastened at one side of her +before, with a very <i>outré</i> picture hat, fastened at one side of her head, and with her eyes as bright as two stars, entered the room. She floated rather than walked up to father's side, took his two hands, then dropped them, and said, in her high-pitched, very staccato voice:</p> <p>"How do you do, Major? You see, I could not wait, but have come for the -dear little <i>ingénue</i>. I am quite ready to take you off, Heather, and to +dear little <i>ingénue</i>. I am quite ready to take you off, Heather, and to supply you with the very prettiest clothes. Your father has given me <i>carte blanche</i> to do as I please—is not that so, Major?"</p> @@ -1973,7 +1963,7 @@ girl. My dear, I mean to be very good to you."</p> <p>She coloured a little, and the hand which she had laid for a moment lightly on my hand was snatched away.</p> -<p>"That kind of remark is terribly <i>outré</i>," she said; "but I shall soon +<p>"That kind of remark is terribly <i>outré</i>," she said; "but I shall soon correct all that, my dear. You won't know yourself in one month from the present time. Child of nature, indeed! You will be much more likely to be the child of art. But dress is the great accessory. Before we begin @@ -3218,7 +3208,7 @@ Can she put on your dress as it ought to be put on? I may as well say at once that I don't intend to take a pale, gawky girl about with me. You must look nice, as you can and will, if you have a proper maid, and I attend to your clothes. Can she alter your dresses when they get a -little <i>outré</i>? In short, is the woman a lady's maid at all?"</p> +little <i>outré</i>? In short, is the woman a lady's maid at all?"</p> <p>"She used to be my nurse, and I love her," I answered stoutly.</p> @@ -4356,7 +4346,7 @@ not wish to see them again. She obeyed me in some astonishment, raising her brows a trifle.</p> <p>When I entered the breakfast-room this sun-shiny spring morning, I -interrupted a very animated <i>tête-à-tête</i> between my father and his +interrupted a very animated <i>tête-à -tête</i> between my father and his wife. I sat down quietly. Neither spoke to me beyond saying the most conventional "Good morning," and I ate in feverish haste what breakfast I required. Immediately afterwards I rushed to my room, pinned some @@ -5184,7 +5174,7 @@ ourselves in another part of fashionable London. I cannot even to this day recall the name of the street. The house was not at all unlike Lord Hawtrey's house; it was furnished with the same severity, and the same excellent taste. Lady Mary took me into a little boudoir, which was -destitute of knick-knacks and bric-à-brac. But it had many flowers, and, +destitute of knick-knacks and bric-à -brac. But it had many flowers, and, what I greatly enjoyed, a comfortable sense of space. My hostess drew a cushioned chair forward and desired me to sit in it; I did so. Then she seated herself and took one of my hands.</p> @@ -6706,7 +6696,7 @@ I will!"</p> <p>"My little girl, my own little girl! But she won't have you back except on her own terms; she only wants you in order to get you well married, -to have the éclat and fuss and glory of a great marriage; that's her +to have the éclat and fuss and glory of a great marriage; that's her object. You have refused Hawtrey; I doubt if she'll forgive that."</p> <p>I was clinging close to him, I was holding his hand.</p> @@ -8496,360 +8486,6 @@ By <span class="smcap">L. T. Meade</span></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> -<hr class="full" /> -<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK WILD HEATHER***</p> -<p>******* This file should be named 41826-h.txt or 41826-h.zip *******</p> -<p>This and all associated files of various formats will be found in:<br /> -<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/4/1/8/2/41826">http://www.gutenberg.org/4/1/8/2/41826</a></p> -<p> -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions -will be renamed.</p> - -<p> -Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no -one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation -(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without -permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - - - - -Title: Wild Heather - - -Author: L. T. Meade - - - -Release Date: January 12, 2013 [eBook #41826] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) - - -***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK WILD HEATHER*** - - -E-text prepared by Dianna Adair, Delphine, Mary Meehan, and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team (http://www.pgdp.net) - - - -Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this - file which includes the original illustrations. - See 41826-h.htm or 41826-h.zip: - (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/41826/41826-h/41826-h.htm) - or - (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/41826/41826-h.zip) - - - - - -WILD HEATHER - -by - -L. T. MEADE - -With a Frontispiece in Colour -and Three Black-and-White Plates - - - - - - - -Cassell and Company, Ltd. -London, New York, Toronto and Melbourne -1911 - -All Rights Reserved - - - - -LIST OF PLATES - - - HEATHER _Frontispiece_ - - "'OH, BUT HE MUST STAY,' I ANSWERED" 116 - - "'ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU, CAPTAIN CARBURY,' - SAID LADY HELEN, 'THAT MY STEPDAUGHTER IS - NOT FOR YOU'" 184 - - "WE SAT ON THE HEATHER, AND HE TOLD ME THE - STORY OVER AGAIN" 310 - - - - -[Illustration: HEATHER] - - - - -WILD HEATHER - - - - -CHAPTER I - - -There are all kinds of first things one can look back upon; I mean by -that the first things of all. There is the little toddling journey -across the floor, with father's arms stretched out to help one, and -mother's smile to greet one when the adventurous journey is over. And -there are other baby things, of course. Then there come the big things -which one can never forget. - -My big thing arrived when I was eight years old. I came home with father -from India. Father's name was Major Grayson, and I was called Heather. I -was petted a great deal on board ship, and made a fuss about, and, in -consequence, I made a considerable fuss about myself and gave myself -airs. Father used to laugh when I did this and catch me in his arms and -press me close to his heart, and say: - -"My dearest little Heather, I can quite perceive that you will be a -most fascinating woman when you grow up." - -I remember even now his words, and the look on his face when he said -these things, but as I did not in the least comprehend them at the time, -I merely asked in my very pertest voice for the nicest sweetmeats he -could procure for me, on which he laughed more than ever, and, turning -to his brother officers, said: - -"Didn't I say so? Heather will take the cake some time." - -I suppose at that period of my life there was no one in the wide world -whom I loved as I did father. There was my nurse, but I was not -specially devoted to her, for she was fond of teasing me and sticking -pins into my dress without being careful with regard to the points. When -I wriggled and rushed away from her she used to say that I was a very -naughty and troublesome child. She never praised me nor used mysterious -words about me as father did, so, of course, I clung close to him. - -I very, very dimly remembered my mother. As I have just said, my first -memory of all was running across the nursery floor and being caught by -my father, and my mother smiling at me. I really cannot recall her after -that, except that I have a very dim memory of being, on one occasion, -asked to stoop down and kiss her. My father was holding me in his arms -at the time, and I stooped and stooped and pressed my lips to hers and -said: "Oh, how cold!" and shuddered and turned away. I did not know then -that she was dead. This fact was not told me until long afterwards. - -We had a most prosperous voyage home on board the _Pleiades_, with never -a storm nor any unpleasant sea complication, and father was in high -spirits, always chatting and laughing and playing billiards and making -himself agreeable all round, and I was very much petted, although one -lady assured me that it was on account of father, who was such a very -popular man, and not because I was little Heather Grayson myself. - -By and by the voyage came to an end, and we were safe back in old -England. We landed at Southampton, and father took Anastasia and me to a -big hotel for the night. Anastasia, my nurse, and I had a huge room all -to ourselves. It did look big after the tiny state cabin to which I had -grown accustomed. - -Anastasia was at once cross and sorrowful, and I wondered very much why -she was not glad to be back in old England. But when I asked her if she -were glad, her only answer was to catch me to her heart and kiss me over -and over again, and say that she never, oh never! meant to be unkind to -me, but that her whole one desire was to be my dearest, darling "Nana," -and that she hoped and prayed I would ever remember her as such. I -thought her petting almost as tiresome as her crossness, so I said, in -my usual pert way: - -"If you are really fond of me, you won't stick any more pins in me," -when, to my amazement, she burst into a flood of tears. - -Now I had a childish horror of tears, and ran out of the room. What -might have happened I do not know; whether I should have lost myself in -the great hotel, or whether Anastasia would have rushed after me and -picked me up and scolded me, and been more like her old self, and -forbidden me on pain of her direst displeasure to ever leave her side -without permission, I cannot tell. But the simple fact was that I saw -father in the corridor of the hotel, and father looked into my face and -said: - -"Why, Heather, what's the matter?" - -"It's Anastasia who is so queer," I said; "she is sorry about something, -and I said, 'If you are sorry you will never stick pins in me -again'--and then she burst out crying. I hate cry-babies, don't you, -Daddy?" - -"Yes; of course I do," replied my father. "Come along downstairs with -me, Heather." - -He lifted me up in his arms. I have said that I was eight years old, but -I was a very tiny girl, made on a small and neat scale. I had little, -dark brown curls, which Anastasia used to damp every morning and convert -into hideous rows of ringlets, as she called them. I was very proud of -my "ringerlets," as I pronounced the word at that time, and I had brown -eyes to match my hair, and a neat sort of little face. I was not the -least like father, who had a big, rather red face and grey hair, which I -loved to pull, and kind, very bright, blue eyes and a big mouth, -somewhat tremulous. I used to wonder even then why it trembled. - -He rushed downstairs with me in his usual boisterous fashion, while I -laughed and shouted and told him to go faster and faster, and then he -entered a private sitting-room and rang the bell, and told the man who -appeared at his summons that dinner was to be served for two, and that -Miss Heather Grayson would dine with her father. Oh, didn't I feel -proud--this was an honour indeed! - -"I need not go back to the cry-baby, then, need I?" I said. - -"No," replied my father; "you need not, Heather. You are to stay with -me." - -"Well, let's laugh and be very jolly," I said. "Let me be a robber, -pretending to pick your pockets, and you must lie back and shut your -eyes and pretend to be sound, sound asleep. You must not even start when -I pull your diamond ring off your finger. But, I say--oh, Daddy!--where -_is_ your diamond ring?" - -"Upstairs, or downstairs, or in my lady's chamber," replied Daddy. -"Don't you bother about it, Heather. No, I don't want to play at being -burgled to-night. Sit close to me; lay your little head on my breast." - -I did so. I could feel his great heart beating. It beat in big throbs, -now up, now down, now up, now down again. - -Dinner was brought in, and I forgot all about the ring in the delight of -watching the preparations, and of seeing the grand, tall waiter laying -the table for two. He placed a chair at one end of the table for father, -and at the other end for me. This I did not like, and I said so. Then -father requested that the seats should be changed and that I should sit, -so to speak, in his pocket. I forget, in all the years that have rolled -by, what we had for dinner, but I know that some of it I liked and some -I could not bear, and I also remember that it was the dishes I could not -bear that father loved. He ate a good deal, and then he took me in his -arms and settled me on his knee, sitting so that I should face him, and -then he spoke. - -"Heather, how old are you?" - -I was accustomed to this sort of catechism, and answered at once, very -gravely: - -"Eight, Daddy." - -"Oh, you are more than eight," he replied, "you are eight and a half, -aren't you?" - -"Eight years, five months, one week, and five days," I said. - -"Come, that is better," he said, his blue eyes twinkling. "Always be -accurate when you speak. Always remember, please, Heather, that it was -want of accuracy ruined me." - -"What is ruined?" I asked. "What in the world do you mean?" - -"What I say. Now don't repeat my words. You will be able to think of -them by and by." - -I was silent, pondering. Daddy was charming; there never was his like, -but he did say puzzling things. - -"Now," he said, looking full at me, "what do you think I have come to -England for?" - -I shook my head. When I did not know a thing I invariably shook my head. - -"I have come on your account," he replied. - -"On mine, Daddy?" - -"Yes. I am going back again to India in a short time." - -"Oh, what fun!" I answered. "I love being on board ship." - -He did not reply at all to this. - -"Why don't you speak?" I said, giving his grizzled locks a lusty tug. - -"I am thinking," was his answer. - -"Well, think aloud," I said. - -"I am thinking about you, Heather. Have you ever by any chance heard of -a lady called Aunt Penelope?" - -"Never," I answered. "Aunt Penelope--Aunt Penelope--what is an aunt, -Daddy?" - -"Well, there is an Aunt Penelope waiting to see you in old England, and -I am going to take you down to her to-morrow. She is your -aunt--listen--think hard, Heather--use your brains--because she is your -mother's sister." - -"Oh!" I answered. "Does that make an aunt?" - -"Yes, that makes an aunt; or if she were your father's sister she would -also be your aunt." - -I tried to digest this piece of information as best I could. - -"I am taking you to her to-morrow, and you must learn to love her as -though she were your mother." - -I shook my head. - -"I can't," I said. - -"Well, don't think about it," was Daddy's reply. "Love her, without -knowing that you love her. I believe she is a very good woman." - -"I 'spect so," I said. "I don't much care for good womens." - -As a rule I spoke quite correctly, but when excited I did make some -lapses. - -"Well, that's all," said father, suddenly putting me down on the floor. -"Run up to bed now and to sleep. You will see Aunt Penelope to-morrow; -you will like her very much. I have brought you all the way to England -in order that you might see her." - -I was a bit sleepy, and it was very late for me to be up. So I kissed -Daddy two or three times and ran upstairs all alone. Anastasia was -waiting for me at the head of the stairs. - -"Anastasia," I shouted, "we are going to have a real jolly time. We are -going to Aunt Penelope to-morrow. She is aunt because she is mother's -sister; she would be aunt, too, if she was father's sister. I wonder how -many people she is aunt to? Is she your aunt, Anastasia?" - -"No, my dear child," said Anastasia, in quite a gentle tone. - -"And isn't it fun, Anastasia?" I continued. "Daddy has brought me all -the way to England just to see Aunt Penelope, and we are going back to -India almost immediately--Daddy said so." - -"Said what, Miss Heather?" - -"That we were going back to India almost--almost at once. Isn't it just -lovely? You will come too, of course, only you might remember about the -pins." - -Anastasia, who had placed me on a little chair, now went abruptly to the -fire and stirred it into a brilliant blaze. I stared at it as a child -will who has seldom seen fires. Anastasia stood with her back to me for -a long time, even after she had done poking the fire, and when she -turned round I thought her eyes looked funny. - -"Are you going to cry again?" I said. "I don't like cry-babies." - -"Of course not, Miss Heather. Now let me undress you." - -A minute later I was in bed, the firelight playing on the walls. The bed -was big and warm and soft. I felt tired and very happy. I dropped into -profound slumber. When I awoke it was broad daylight, and Anastasia was -shaking me. - -"Get up, miss," she said. "If you want to be off in time you must be -stirring." - -"Oh, hurrah!" I answered. "This is Aunt Penelope's day. Are we all -going, Anastasia? And when we go, shall I ask her at once if she is your -aunt, too?" - -"Now, for goodness' sake, stay still, Miss Heather, while I tie your -things. You are such an awful fidget." - -I was dressed in an incredibly short space of time, and I had eaten a -good breakfast, and Anastasia had taken me by the hand and brought me -downstairs. Daddy was waiting for me in the hall, and he looked very big -and broad and important. He went up to Anastasia and said a few words to -her, and I think he slipped something into her hand, but I am not sure. -She turned abruptly and walked away, and I said: - -"Where is she going, father?" - -"Never mind." - -Then we got into a cab, and I said: - -"But where's Anastasia?" - -"Oh, if she's quick we may meet her at the railway station," said -father; "and if she is slow she must come on by the next train." - -"Oh, dear, what a nuisance!" I answered. "I did want her to come with -us." - -"It all depends upon whether she is quick or slow," said father. - -"Well, at any rate," I answered, with a child's easy acceptance of a -situation which she cannot understand, "it is lovely to go to Aunt -Penelope." - -We reached the railway station. Anastasia was slow--she was nowhere to -be seen. Father said, in his cheerful voice: - -"All right, little woman, she'll catch the next train." And then we -found ourselves facing each other in two padded compartments of a -first-class carriage, and the train moved out of the station, and we -were off. There happened to be no one else in the carriage, but Daddy -was very silent, and almost pale, for him. Once he said, bending -towards me and speaking abruptly: - -"Promise me one thing?" - -"Yes, Daddy," I answered. - -"You will never think badly of me whatever you hear?" - -Now this was such a queer speech that I could not in the least -understand it, but I answered at once, in the queer sort of metaphor -that a child might use: - -"I would not think badly of you, father, if the world rocked." - -He kissed me two or three times after I said this, and so far recovered -his usual self that he allowed me to sit on his knee and play with his -watch chain. I was greatly taken with a little charm he wore, and when I -said I liked it he told me that it had once belonged to a great idol in -one of the most marvellous temples in the historic town of Delhi. He -said it was supposed to be a charm and to bring luck, and then he -detached it from his chain and slipped it on to a narrow gold chain -which I wore round my neck. He told me to keep it always, for it was -certain to bring luck. I said: - -"What's luck?" - -He answered: "Fair gales and a prosperous sail." - -I nodded my head satisfactorily at that, and said: - -"Then I will wear it, and you and me, Daddy"--I went wrong again with my -grammar--"will have fair gales and a prosperous sail when we are -returning to India." - -He thrust his head out of the carriage window when I said this, and when -he put it back again I noticed that for some reason his face was as red -as ever. - -Aunt Penelope's name was Penelope Despard, and she lived in a pretty -little place outside a pretty little town about fifty miles away from -Southampton. We got out at the station, which was called Cherton, and -there a cab awaited us, which had evidently been sent by order, and some -luggage was put on the roof. I was too excited by then to make any -comment with regard to the luggage, although I noticed it afterwards and -observed that it was all marked "H. G.," and there was nothing marked -"G. G.," for father's name was Gordon Grayson. I said to father, as we -got into the cab: - -"I do wonder when Anastasia's train will arrive." And he said: - -"So do I. I must make inquiries presently." But although I expected him -to make these inquiries at once he did not do so, and the cab started -off in the direction of Miss Despard's cottage. - -Miss Penelope Despard lived in a little house with a little garden -attached. The little house went by the name of Hill View, and the garden -and tiny lawn were very pretty and very neatly kept. But I was -accustomed to big things--that is, except on board ship, when, of -course, I had the sea to look at, which seemed to go on for ever and -ever. So I was not excited about Aunt Penelope's garden. Father's face -continued to be very red. He held my hand and took me up the neatly-kept -gravel walk, and pushed a very brightly-polished brass button, which was -instantly answered by a neat-looking boy, with a perfectly round face, -in buttons. - -"Is Miss Despard in?" asked father. And then a lady in spectacles came -out of a room at one side of a narrow hall, and father said: - -"Hallo, Penelope! It is years since we met, and, Penelope, this is -Heather. Heather, my darling, here is your Aunt Penelope." - -"I hope you are a good child and do what you are told always," said Aunt -Penelope. - -She spoke in a very prim voice, and stooping down, kissed me, hurting my -face as she did so with the rim of her spectacles. I disliked her on the -spot and told her so with the frank eyes of a child, although I was not -quite rude enough to utter any words by my lips. - -"Well, Gordon," said my aunt, "you were a little late, and I was -beginning to fear that you had missed your train. We shall just have -time to arrange everything before you return to Southampton." - -"I am going to London to-night," said father. - -"Well, well, it really doesn't matter to me. Child, don't stare." - -I looked away at once. There was a parrot in a cage, and the parrot -said, in his shrill voice at that moment: "Stop knocking at the door." - -I burst into a peal of laughter and ran towards him. I was about to -approach his cage with my finger, when Aunt Penelope said: - -"He bites." - -I did not want him to bite my finger, for his beak was so sharp. So I -said: - -"Please, Aunt Penelope, are you aunt also to Anastasia?" - -"I have never heard of her," said Aunt Penelope. "Little girls should be -seen and not heard." - -At that moment the parrot again shouted out, "Stop knocking at the -door," and I was so amused by him that I did not mind Aunt Penelope. -After all, nothing much mattered, for I would be going to London -immediately with Daddy. - -I stood and stared at the parrot, hoping much that he would speak again. -The parrot cocked his head to one side and looked at me, but he did not -utter a word. - -"Speak, oh! do speak," I said in a whisper; the parrot turned his back -on me. - -Aunt Penelope said, "Sit down, Heather." - - - - -CHAPTER II - - -A few minutes later we went into another room to lunch. It was a very -small room, smaller than many of the state cabins on board the good ship -_Pleiades_. There was a little table in the centre of the room, and -there were places for three laid at the table. Opposite to me was a milk -pudding, and opposite to Aunt Penelope was a tureen of soup, and -opposite to Daddy I really forget what. The boy in buttons came up and -helped me to a portion of pudding. - -"I don't like it," I said at once. "Take it away, please, boy." - -Aunt Penelope said: "Leave the pudding where it is, Jonas. Heather, my -dear, you must invariably eat what is put before you. I consider milk -pudding proper food for little girls, and had this made on purpose for -you." - -"But I hate milk puddings, Aunt Penelope," I answered, "and I never, -never eat them." - -"The child is accustomed to feed as I do," said my father, speaking in a -harsh, grating sort of voice, and avoiding my eyes. - -"Well, in future," said Aunt Penelope, "she will eat as I want her to -eat. I must bring her up in my way or not at all, Gordon." - -"Eat your pudding like a darling," said my father, and as Aunt Penelope -had really made a most silly speech, for father and I were leaving for -London almost immediately, I ate the horrid pudding just to please him. - -When lunch was finished, Aunt Penelope went up to father and spoke to -him. He nodded, and I noticed that his face was very pale. Then he said: - -"Perhaps so; perhaps it is the best thing." Then, all of a sudden, he -stooped and took me in his arms and pressed me very, very close to his -heart, and let me down on the floor rather suddenly. The next minute he -had taken half-a-crown out of his pocket. - -"Your Aunt Penelope and I want to have a little private talk," he said, -"and I was thinking that you might--or rather your aunt was thinking -that you might--go out for a walk with Buttons." - -"His name is Jonas," said Aunt Penelope. - -"I beg his pardon--with Jonas--and he will take you to a toy shop. You -have never seen any English toys, and you might buy a new doll with -this." - -"I'd like to buy some sort of toy," I answered, "but I don't want -dolls--I hate them. Can I buy a parrot, do you think, and would he talk -to me? I'd rather like that, and it would be great, great fun to have -him when we are sailing back with gentle gales and a prosperous sail to -darling India." - -"Well, go and buy something, darling," said father, and I nodded to him -brightly and went out of the room. - -Buttons, as I continued to call him in my own heart, for I could not get -round his other name of Jonas, was really quite agreeable. He took me -away to a high part of the town and very far from the shops, and on to a -wild stretch of moor; here he told me all kinds of extraordinary stories -about rats and cats and mice and caterpillars. He confided the fact to -me that he kept white mice in his attic bedroom, but that if Miss -Despard found it out he would be sent about his business on the spot. He -implored me to be extremely secret with regard to the matter, and I -naturally promised that I would. - -"You need not fear, Buttons," I said. "Ladies, who are true ladies, -never repeat things when they are asked not." - -"And you are a real, true lady, missy," was his answer. - -He further promised to enlighten me with regard to the method of -producing silk from silk-worms, and told me what fun it was to wind the -silk off the big yellow cocoons. - -"I think," I said, "I should like that very much, for if I got a big lot -I should have enough silk to make a yellow silk dress for Anastasia." - -"Whoever's she?" asked Buttons. - -"I believe, Buttons," I said, dropping my voice, "that Aunt Penelope is -really aunt to her, too, and she is coming on by the next train. She is -very nice when she is not a cry-baby, and when she doesn't stick pins -into you. She has a somewhat yellow complexion, so, of course, the -yellow silk dress would suit her." - -"Yes, miss, I am sure of that," said Buttons. - -He took me so far that I began to get tired, and the sun was going down -behind the hills when we returned to the town. We had very nearly -reached the little house of Hill View when I remembered Daddy's -half-crown, and that I had never bought a toy. - -"It's too late to-day, miss," said Buttons, "but you can come out -walking with me to-morrow and we can get it then." - -I laughed. - -"I can get it in London, I expect," I said. "London's a great big -place. Oh, I do hope," I continued, "that I haven't been keeping darling -Daddy waiting!" - -When Buttons opened the little gate of Hill View I ran up the -neatly-kept avenue and pounded with my hands on the glass panels of the -door. It was Aunt Penelope herself who opened it. - -"Where's Daddy?" I said. "Am I late? Oh, I hope I am not! And has -Anastasia come?" - -Aunt Penelope looked quite gentle. She took my hand and led me into the -drawing-room. The drawing-room was bigger than the dining-room, but was -still a very tiny room. - -"Now, Heather," she said, "I have something to say to you." - -"Where's Daddy? I want Daddy," I said. "Where is he?" - -I began to tremble for fear of I did not know what. The terror of -something hitherto unknown came over me. - -"He sent you his best love and his good-bye, and he will come and see -you again before he sails." - -Aunt Penelope tried to speak kindly, although she had not by nature a -kind voice. I stared at her with all my might and main. - -"He went away without me?" I said. - -"He had to, dear. Now, Heather, I can quite understand that this is a -trial for you, but you've got to bear it. Your father will come and see -you again before he returns to India, and meanwhile you are my little -girl and will live with me." - -I stood perfectly still, as though I were turned into stone. Aunt -Penelope put out her hand to touch me, and just at that moment the -parrot cried, "Stop knocking at the door!" Aunt Penelope tried to draw -me towards her, she tried to lift me on to her knee. - -"Come," she said, "come--be a good little girl. I shall try to be good -to you." - -I raised my hand and slapped her with extreme violence on the face. - -"I hate you and all aunts, and I will never, never be good to you or to -anyone!" - -And then, somehow or other, I think I lost consciousness, for I cannot -remember, even after this lapse of years, what immediately followed. - - - - -CHAPTER III - - -The next thing that I recall was also connected with that most terrible -day. I was lying on a tiny bed, a sort of cot bed, in a very small room. -There was a fire about the size of a pocket-handkerchief burning in the -wee-est grate I have ever looked at. A woman was sitting by the fire -with her back to me, the woman was knitting and moving her hands very -rapidly. She wore a little cap on her head with long black lappets to -it. I noticed how ugly the cap was and how ugly the woman herself looked -as she sat and knitted by the fire. I suppose some little movement on my -part caused her to turn round, for she came towards me and then I -observed that it was Aunt Penelope. - -"That's a good girl," she said; "you are better now, Heather." - -A sort of instinct came over me at that moment. Instead of bursting into -a storm of rage and tears, I stayed perfectly quiet. I looked her calmly -in the face. I remembered every single thing that had happened. Father -had gone, and I was left behind. I said, in a gentle tone: - -"I am much better, Aunt Penelope." - -"Come," said Aunt Penelope, speaking cheerfully, "you shall have some -nice bread and milk presently, and then I will undress you myself and -put you to bed. Lie quite quiet now like a good child, while I go down -to prepare the bread and milk." - -I made no answer, but lay still, my eyes fixed on her face. She turned -and left the room. - -The moment she had shut the door I sat up in bed. I had been acting a -part. I was only eight years old, that is, eight years and a half, or -very nearly so. Nevertheless, I was a consummate actress all the time -Aunt Penelope was in the room. The instant she had gone I scrambled to -my feet and slid off the little bed and stood upright on the floor. I -saw the hat I had worn when I came from Southampton, lying on a chair, -and also the little jacket. I further noticed with satisfaction that my -boots were still on my feet. In a flash I had managed to button on my -jacket and to slip the elastic of my hat under my thick hair, and then, -with the half-crown which father had given me safely deposited in my -pocket, I softly, very softly, opened my bedroom door. Oh, yes; I was -acting splendidly! I was quite excited with the wonder of the thing, and -this excitement kept me up for the time being. I heard Aunt Penelope's -voice downstairs. She was saying something; her words reached me quite -distinctly. - -"Go at once to the chemist's, Jonas, and tell him to make up the -prescription the doctor has given, and bring it back again as fast as -ever you can. Wait for it until it is made up. The child is highly -feverish, and must have the medicine at once." - -Jonas said, "Yes, Miss Despard," and I heard the front door of the -little house open and shut again. I also heard Aunt Penelope going away -to the back part of the premises, and I further heard the shrill voice -of the parrot, making use of his constant cry, "Stop knocking at the -door!" Now was my opportunity. - -I glided downstairs like a little ghost. I ran swiftly across the hall, -I opened the front door--it was quite easy to open, for the door was a -very small one--and then I let myself out. The next minute I was running -down the street, running as fast as ever I could, and as far as possible -from Hill View House. I had a distinct object in my mind. I did not mean -to run away in the ordinary sense; my one sole desire was to go to the -railway station to meet the train which would bring Anastasia. Father -had said with his own lips that she would come by the next train. Of -course, I had no idea where the railway station was. I felt that I must -run as quickly as possible, for Jonas might see me, and although he was -quite a kind boy, I did not want him to see me then. I hoped the -chemist--whoever the chemist was--would keep him some time, and that the -feverish person--whoever the feverish person was--would be kept waiting -for whatever Jonas was fetching for that person. I did not meet Jonas, -and I ran a long way. Presently I came bang up against a stout, -red-faced woman, who said: - -"Look out where you are going, little 'un." - -I paused and looked into her face. - -"Have I hurt you?" I asked. - -The woman burst out laughing. - -"My word!" she answered. "As if a mite like you would hurt _me_. Is it -likely? And who are you, and where are you going?" - -"I am going to the railway station to meet Anastasia," I said. Then I -added, as a quick thought flashed through my mind, "Anastasia is my -nurse, and she's coming by the next train. I will give you some money -if you will take me to the railway station to meet her." - -"How much money will you give me?" asked the red-faced woman. - -"I will give you a whole half-crown," I said. "Please, please take -me--it is so dreadfully important, for the next train may come in, and -Anastasia may not know where to go to." - -"Well, to be sure," said the woman, looking me all over from top to toe; -"I don't seem to know you, little miss, but there's no harm in me taking -you as far as the station, and the next train will be due in a very few -minutes, so we'll have to go as fast as possible." - -"I don't mind running, if you don't mind running too," I answered. - -"I can't run," said the woman; "I'm too big." - -"Well," I said, "perhaps the best thing of all would be for you to show -me how to get to the railway station. If you do that, I can run very -fast indeed, and you shall have your half-crown." - -"That would be much the best way," said the woman; "and look, missy, you -haven't very far to go. Here we are at the foot of this steep hill. -Well, you run up it as fast as ever you can, and when you get to the -top you will see the railway station right in front of you, and all you -have to do is to ask if the train is in. There's only one train in and -one train out at a little railway station like ours, so you can't miss -your way. You will have to ask a porter, or any man you see, to show you -the platform where the trains come in, and there you are. Now, my -half-crown, please, missy." - -"Yes. Here it is," I answered, "and I am very much obliged to you, -woman." - -I thrust the money into her hand and began to run as fast as ever I -could up the hill. I was a very slight child, and ran well. With the -fear and longing, the indescribable dread of I knew not what in my -heart, there seemed to be wings attached to my feet now, for I went up -the hill so fast--oh, so fast!--until at last I arrived, breathless, at -the top. A man was standing leisurely outside an open door. He said, -"Hallo!" when he saw me, and I answered back, "Hallo!" and then he said: - -"What can I do for you, little miss?" and I said: - -"I have come to meet the next train, and, please, when will it be in, -for Anastasia is coming by it?" - -"Whoever is Anastasia?" asked the man. - -"My nurse," I answered; "and she's coming by the next train." - -The man whistled. - -"Please show me the right platform, man," I said. "I have no money to -give you at all, so I hope you will be very, very kind, for I gave all -the money I possessed in the world to a stout, red woman at the bottom -of the hill. She showed me how to get here, but she could not run fast -enough, for she was so very stout, so I left her and came on alone. -Please show me the platform and Anastasia shall give you some money when -she comes." - -"I don't want any money, missy," said the man in a kind tone. "You come -along of me. There's the London express specially ordered to stop here, -because Sir John Carrington and his lady are expected. The expresses -don't stop here as a rule, missy--only the slow trains; but maybe the -person you want will be in this express." - -"She's sure to be if it's the next train," I said. "Is it the next -train?" - -"Well, yes, miss, I suppose it is. Ah! she is signalled." - -"Who is signalled?" I asked. "Is it Anastasia?" - -"No, missy; the train. You grip hold of my hand, and I'll see you safe. -What a mite of a thing you be." - -I held the man's hand very firmly. I liked him immensely--I put him at -once third in my heart. Father was first, Anastasia second, and the -railway porter third. - -The great train came thundering in, and a kind-looking gentleman, -accompanied by a beautifully-dressed lady and a number of servants, -alighted on the platform. But peer and peer as I would, I could not get -a sight of Anastasia. - -"Now, missy, you look out," said the porter. "Wherever do she be?" - -"Hallo--hallo! Where have you dropped from?" said a voice at that moment -in my ears, and, looking up, I saw that Sir John Carrington was a man -who had come all the way from India on board the _Pleiades_, and that, -of course, I knew him quite well. - -"Why, Heather," he said. "My dear," he continued, turning to his wife, -"here's Major Grayson's little girl. Heather, child, what are you doing -here?" - -"I am looking for Anastasia," I said, in a bewildered sort of way. - -Lady Carrington had a most sweet face. I had never noticed before how -very lovely and kind it could be. - -"You poor little darling," she said, "Anastasia isn't here." Then she -began whispering to her husband and looking down at me, and her soft, -brown eyes filled with tears, and Sir John shook his head and I heard -him say, "Dear, dear, how very pathetic!" and then Lady Carrington said, -"We must take her home with us, John." - -"No, no," I answered at that; "I can't go home--I must wait until the -_next_ train, for Anastasia will come by the _next_ train." - -"We'll see that she's met," said Sir John. "Come, Heather, you've got to -come home with us." - -I have often wondered since what my subsequent life would have been had -I really gone home that night with Sir John and Lady Carrington, whether -the troubles which lay before me would ever have existed, and whether I -should have been the Heather I now am, or not. But be that as it may, -just as Lady Carrington had put sixpence into the hand of my kind porter -and was leading me away towards the beautiful motor car which was -waiting for her, a strong and very bony hand was laid on my shoulder, -and a voice said fiercely, and yet with a tremble in it: - -"Well, you are enough to try the nerves of anybody, you bad, naughty -child!" - -"Oh, Aunt Penelope," I said. "Oh, Aunt Penelope, I can't go back with -you!" - -"We knew this little girl," said Sir John; "she came from India on board -the _Pleiades_ with us." - -"Heather Grayson came from India on board the _Pleiades_ to live with -me," said Aunt Penelope. "Her father has just committed her to my care. -She is an extremely naughty child. I haven't the least idea who you -are." - -"This is my card," said Sir John. - -When Aunt Penelope read the words on the card she became kinder in her -manner. - -"I suppose I must welcome you back again, Sir John," she said. "It is -years and years since you visited your native place. But I won't detain -you now. Heather, come with me." - -"Pray give us your name," said Lady Carrington. - -"Miss Despard, of Hill View," was her answer, and then she took my hand -and led me out into the street. - -I suppose I was really feverish, or whatever that word signifies to a -child, for I do not remember anything about what happened during the -next few days; then by slow degrees memory returned to me. I was very -weak when this happened. Memory came back in a sort of dim way at first, -and seemed to be half real and half a dream. Once I was quite certain -that I saw a tall and broadly-made man in the room, and that when he -stood up his head nearly touched the ceiling, and that when he sat down -by my cot and took my hand I said "Daddy, daddy," and after that I had a -comfortable sleep. There is no doubt whatever that I had a sort of dream -or memory of this tall man, not once, but twice or thrice; then I did -not see him any more. - -Again, I had another memory. Anastasia had really come by a train at -last, and was in my room. She was bending over me and smoothing my -bed-clothes, and telling me over and over again to be a good girl, and I -kept on saying, "Oh, Anastasia, don't let the pins stick in," but even -that memory faded. Then there came more distinct thoughts that seemed to -be not memories but realities. Aunt Penelope sat by my bedside. There -was nothing dreamlike about her. She was very upright and full of -purpose, and she was always knitting either a long grey stocking or a -short sock. She never seemed to waste a moment of her time, and while I -looked at her in a dazed sort of way, she kept on saying, "Don't fidget -so, Heather," or perhaps she said, "Heather, it's time for your gruel," -or, "Heather, my dear, your beef tea is ready for you." - -At last there came a day when I remembered everything, and there were no -shadows of any sort, and I sat up in bed, a very weak little child. Aunt -Penelope was kinder than usual that day. She gave me a little bit of -chicken to eat, and I was so hungry that I enjoyed it very much, and -then she said: - -"Now you will do nicely, Heather, and I hope in future you will be -careful of your health and not give me such a fright again." - -"Aunt Penelope," I said, "I want to ask you a question, or rather, two -questions." - -"Ask away, my dear," she replied. - -"Did father come here by any chance? While I was in that cloud sort of -world I seemed to feel that he came to see me, and that he looked taller -and broader than before." - -"I should think he did," said Aunt Penelope. "Why, he had to stoop to -get in at the door, and when he was in the room his head almost touched -the ceiling." - -"Then he was here?" I said. - -"Yes. He came three times to see you. That was when you were really -bad." - -"When is he coming again?" I asked. - -"Finish your chicken, and don't ask silly questions," snapped Aunt -Penelope. - -I did finish my chicken, and Aunt Penelope took the plate away. - -"Was Anastasia here also?" I asked. "And did I say to her, 'Please, -don't let the pins stick in'?" - -"The woman who brought you back from India came to see you once or -twice," said Aunt Penelope. - -"Then she did catch the next train?" I said. - -"You have talked enough now, my dear Heather. Lie down and go to sleep." - -"When will she come again?" I asked. - -"You have talked enough. I am not going to answer any silly questions. -Lie down and sleep." - -I was very sleepy, and I suppose that when you are really as weak as I -was then, you don't feel things very much. Now I allowed Aunt Penelope -to lay me flat down in my little bed, and closing my eyes I forgot -everything in slumber. - -Those are my first memories. I got well, of course, of that childish -illness, and Aunt Penelope by and by explained things to me. - -Anastasia was not coming back at all, and father had gone to India. Aunt -Penelope was rather restrained and rather queer when she spoke of -father. She told me also that she had the entire charge of me, and that -I was being brought up at her expense, as father had no money to spend -on me. She gave me to understand that she was a very poor woman, and -could not afford any servant except Buttons, or Jonas, as she called -him. She said she preferred a boy in the house to a woman, for he was -smarter at going messages and a greater protection at night. I could not -understand half what she said. Almost all her narrative was mixed with -injunctions to me to be good, to be very good, to love my aunt more than -anyone in the world, but to love God best. When I stoutly declared that -I loved father better than anyone in any world, she said I was a naughty -child. I did not mind that--I kept on saying that I loved father best. - -Then I got quite well and was sent to school, to a funny sort of little -day school, where I did not learn a great deal, but made friends slowly -with other children. I liked school better than home, for Aunt Penelope -was always saying, "Don't, don't!" or, "You mustn't, you mustn't!" when -I was at home; and as I never knew why I should not do the things she -said I was not to do, I kept on doing them in a sort of bewilderment. -But at school there were rules of a sort, and I followed them as -attentively as I could. - -Thus the years went by, and from a little girl of eight years of age I -was a tall, slender girl of eighteen, grown up--yes, grown up at last, -and I was waiting for father, who was coming back for good, and my heart -was full to the brim with longing to see him. - - - - -CHAPTER IV - - -During all these long years I had grown to tolerate Aunt Penelope. I -found that her bark was worse than her bite; I found, too, that if I let -her alone, she let me alone. She was always changing Buttons, and the -new boy was invariably called Jonas, just as the last had been. The -parrot kept on living, and kept on shouting at intervals every day, -"Stop knocking at the door!" but he never would learn any fresh words, -although I tried hard to teach him. He did not like me, and snapped at -me when I endeavoured to be kind to him. So I concluded that he was a -kind of "double" of Aunt Penelope, and left him alone. - -The little house was kept scrupulously clean, but the food was of the -plainest, and Aunt Penelope wore the oldest and shabbiest clothes, and -she dressed me very badly too. At that time in my career I did not -greatly mind about dress. What I did mind was that she never would let -me talk about father. She always shut me up or turned the conversation. -She had an awful book of musty old sermons, which she set me to read -aloud to her the very instant I began to ask her questions about my -father, so that by degrees I kept my thoughts to myself. I wrote to -father from the very first, but I never got a reply. I used to post the -letters myself, so I knew they must have reached him, but he never -answered, and as the years went on I wrote less often, for you cannot -keep up a correspondence on one side only. I used to wonder at the time -if Aunt Penelope kept back his letters to me, but I did not like to -accuse her of such a monstrous crime. - -At last, however, just after I had passed my eighteenth birthday, and -was a tall, shabbily-dressed girl, who had learnt all that could be -taught at the High School--the only one to which Aunt Penelope could -afford to send me--she herself came to me in a state of great -excitement, and said that father was returning home. - -"He is coming to settle in England," she said. "I must be frank with -you, Heather, and tell you that it is not at all to your advantage that -he should do so." - -"Aunt Penelope," I answered, "why do you say words of that sort?" - -"I say them," she replied, "because I know the world and you don't. Your -father is not the sort of man who would do any girl the slightest good." - -"You had better not speak against him to me," I said. - -"I have taken great pains with you," said Aunt Penelope, "and have -brought you up entirely out of my own very slender means. You are, for -your age, fairly well educated, you understand household duties. You can -light a fire as quickly and deftly as any girl I ever met, and you -understand the proper method of dusting a room. You can also do plain -cooking, and you can make your own clothes. I don't know anything about -your intellectual acquirements, but your teacher, Miss Mansel, at the -High School, says that you are fairly proficient. Well, my dear, all -these things you owe to me. You came to me a very ignorant, very -self-opinionated, silly, delicate little girl. You are now a fine, -strong young woman. Your father is returning--he will be here -to-morrow." - -I clasped my hands tightly together. There was no use in saying to this -withered old aunt of mine how I pined for him, how his kindly, -good-humoured face, his blue eyes, his grizzled locks, had haunted and -haunted me for ten long years. - -"I understand," said Aunt Penelope, "that your father, after running -through all his own money, and all of yours--for your mother had as much -to live on as I have--has suddenly come into a new fortune. In his last -letter to me he wrote that he wished to take you to London to introduce -you to the great world. Now, I earnestly hope, my dear Heather, that you -will be firm on this point and refuse to go with him. I am an old woman -now, and I need your presence as a return for all the kindness I have -done for you, and the life with your father would be anything but good -for you. I shall naturally not object to your seeing him again, but, to -speak frankly, I think, after all the years of toil and trouble I have -spent on you, it is your bounden duty to stay with me and to refuse your -father's invitation to go to London with him." - -"Stop knocking at the door!" called the parrot at that moment. - -When Aunt Penelope had finished her long speech I looked at her and then -said quietly: - -"I know you have been good to me, and I have been many times a naughty -girl to you, but, you see, father comes first, and if he wants me I am -going to him." - -"I thought you would say so. Your ingratitude is past bearing." - -"Fathers always do come before aunts, don't they?" I asked. - -"Oh, please don't become childish again, Heather. Go out and get the -tea. I am tired of the want of proper feeling of the present day. Do you -know that this morning Jonas broke that valuable Dresden cup and saucer -that I have always set such store by? It has spoiled my set." - -"What a shame," I answered. And I went into the kitchen to prepare the -tea. - -The Jonas of that day was a small boy of thirteen. He wore the very -antiquated suit of Buttons which the first Jonas had appeared in ten -years ago. He had very fat, red cheeks, and small, puffy eyes, and a -little button of a mouth, and he was always asleep except when Aunt -Penelope was about, when he ran and raced and pretended to do a lot, and -broke more things than can be imagined. He awoke now when I entered the -kitchen. - -"Jonas, you are a bad boy," I said; "the kettle isn't boiling, and the -fire is nearly out." - -"I'll pour some paraffin on the fire and it will blaze up in a minute," -said Jonas. - -"You won't do anything of the kind; it is most dangerous--and Jonas, -what a shame that you should have broken that Dresden cup and saucer!" - -"Lor', miss, it was very old," said Jonas. "We wears out ourselves, so -does the chaney." - -"Now don't talk nonsense," said I, half laughing. "Cut some bread and -I'll toast it. Jonas, I am a very happy girl to-day; my dear father is -coming back to-morrow." - -"Lor'," said Jonas, "I wouldn't be glad if my gov'nor wor coming back. -He's sarvin' his time, miss, but don't let on that you know." - -"Serving his time?" I answered. "What is that?" - -"Lor', miss, he's kept by the Government. They has all the expense of -him, and a powerful eater he ever do be!" - -I did not inquire any further, but went on preparing the tea. When it -was ready I brought it to Aunt Penelope. - -"Do you know," I said, as I poured her out a cup, "that Jonas says his -father is 'serving his time'? What does that mean?" - -Aunt Penelope turned red and then white. Then she said, in a curious, -restrained sort of voice: - -"I wouldn't use that expression if I were you, Heather. It applies to -people who are detained in prison." - -"Oh!" I answered. Then I said, in a low tone, "I am very sorry for -Jonas." - -The next day father came back. Ten years is a very long time to have -done without seeing your only living parent, and if father had been red -and grizzled when last I beheld him, his hair was white now. -Notwithstanding this fact, his eyes were as blue as ever, and he had the -same jovial manner. He hugged and hugged me, and pushed me away from him -and looked at me again, and then he hugged me once more, and said to -Aunt Penelope: - -"She does you credit, Penelope. She does, really and truly. When we have -smartened her up a bit, and--oh! you know all about it, Penelope--she'll -be as fine a girl as I ever saw." - -"I have taught Heather to regard her clothes in the light in which the -sacred Isaac Watts spoke of them," replied Aunt Penelope: - - "Why should our garments, made to hide - Our parents' shame, provoke our pride? - Let me be dressed fine as I will, - Flies, flowers, and moths, exceed me still." - -"That's a very ugly verse, if you will permit me to say so, Penelope," -remarked my father, and then he dragged me down to sit on his knee. - -He was wonderfully like his old self, and yet there was an extraordinary -change in him. He used to be--at least the dream-father I had thought of -all these years used to be--a very calm, self-contained man, never put -out nor wanting in self-possession. But now he started at intervals and -had an anxious, almost nervous manner. Aunt Penelope would not allow me -to sit long on my father's knee. - -"You forget, Heather, that you are not a child," she said. "Jump up and -attend to the Major's comforts. I do not forget, Major, how particular -you used to be about your toast. You were an awful fidget when you were -a young man." - -"Ha! ha!" said my father. "Ha! ha! And I am an awful fidget still, Pen, -an awful fidget. But Heather makes good toast; she's a fine girl--that -is, she will be, when I have togged her up a bit." - -Here he winked at me, and Aunt Penelope turned aside as though she could -scarcely bear the sight. After tea, to my infinite disgust, I was -requested to leave the room. I went up to my tiny room, and, to judge -from the rise and fall of two voices, an animated discussion was going -on downstairs. At the end of half an hour Aunt Penelope called to me to -come down. As I entered the room the parrot said, "Stop knocking at the -door!" and my father remarked: - -"I wonder, Penelope, you don't choke that bird!" Aunt Penelope turned to -me with tears in her eyes. - -"Heather, your father wishes you to join him in London at once. He has -arranged, however, that you shall spend a certain portion of each year -with me." - -"Yes," remarked my father, "the dull time in the autumn. You shall -always have her back then--that is, until she marries a duke or someone -worthy of her." - -"Am I really to go with you, Daddy?" I asked. "Really and truly?" - -"Not to come with me to-night, pretty pet," he answered, pinching my -cheek as he spoke. "I must find a habitation worthy of my little girl. -But early next week your aunt--your kind aunt--will see you into the -train and I will meet you at the terminus, and then, heigho! for a new -life!" - -I could not help laughing with glee, and then I was sorry, for Aunt -Penelope had been as kind as kind could be after her fashion, and I did -wrong not to feel some regret at leaving her. But when a girl has only -her father, and that father has been away for ten long years, surely she -is to be excused for wishing to be with him again. - -Aunt Penelope hardly spoke at all after my father left. What her -thoughts were I could not define; I am afraid, too, I did not try to -guess them. But early next morning she began to make preparations for my -departure. The little trunks which had accompanied me to Hill View were -placed in the centre of my room, and Aunt Penelope put my very modest -wardrobe into them. She laid between my nice, clean, fresh linen some -bunches of home-grown lavender. - -"You will think of me when you smell this fragrant perfume, Heather," -she said; and I thought I saw something of a suspicion of tears in her -eyes. I sprang to her then, and flung my arms round her neck, and said: - -"Oh, I do want to go, and yet I also want to stay. Can't you understand, -Aunt Penelope?" - -"No, I cannot," she replied, pulling my hands away almost roughly; "and, -what is more, I dislike silly, nonsensical speeches. No one can wish to -do two things directly opposite at the same time. Now, count out your -handkerchiefs. I bought you six new ones for your last birthday, and you -had before then, how many?" - -I am afraid I forgot. I am afraid I tried Aunt Penelope very much; but, -after all, her time of suffering was to be short, for that very evening -there came a telegram from father, desiring Aunt Penelope to send me up -to London by the twelve o'clock train the following day. - -"I will meet Heather at Victoria," he said. - -So the next day I left Hill View, and kissed Aunt Penelope when I went, -and very nearly kissed the parrot, and shook hands quite warmly with the -reigning Jonas, and Aunt Penelope saw me off at the station, and I was -as glad to go as I had been sorry to come. Thus I shut away the old -life, and turned to face the new. - -I had not been half an hour in the carriage before, looking up, I saw -the kind eyes of a very beautiful lady fixed on mine. I had been so -absorbed with different things that I had not noticed her until that -moment. She bent towards me, and said: - -"I think I cannot be mistaken, surely your name is Heather Grayson?" - -"Yes," I answered. - -"And you are going to meet your father, Major Grayson?" - -"How do you know?" I said. - -"Well, it so happens that I am going up to town to meet both him and my -husband. It is long years since I have seen you; but you are not greatly -altered. Do you remember the day when you went to the railway station at -Cherton, and asked for a person called Anastasia, and my husband and I -spoke to you?" - -"Oh, are you indeed Lady Carrington?" I asked. - -"Yes, I am; and I am going to town to meet your father and Sir John. You -were a very little girl when I had the pleasure of last speaking to you; -now you are a young woman." - -"Yes," I replied. Then I added, looking her full in the face, "I suppose -I am quite grown-up; I am eighteen." - -"Do you mind telling me, Miss Grayson, if you are going to live with -your father?" - -"I think so," I replied. - -She looked very thoughtful. After a minute she said: - -"You can confide in me or not, Miss Grayson. I ask for no confidences on -your part that you are not willing to give, and if you would rather not -tell me, I will not press you." - -"What do you want to say?" I asked. - -"Have you any idea why you have been separated from your father for ten -long years?" - -"My father was in India," I replied, "and Aunt Penelope says that India -is not thought good for little girls. I liked it immensely when I was -there, but Aunt Penelope says it injures them in some sort of fashion. -Of course, I cannot tell how or why." - -"And that is all you really know?" - -"There is nothing else to know," I replied. - -She was silent, leaning back against her cushions. Just as we were -reaching Victoria she bent forward again, and said: - -"Heather--for I must call you by that name--I have known your father for -years, and whatever the world may do, I, for one, will never forsake -him, nor will my dear husband. I have also known your mother, although -she died many years ago. For these reasons I want to be good to you, -their only child. So, Heather, if you happen to be in trouble, will you -come to me? My address is 15A, Princes Gate. I am at home most mornings, -and at all times a letter written to that address will find me. Ah! -here we are, and I see your father and--and my husband." She abruptly -took my hand and squeezed it. - -"Remember what I have said to you," was her next remark, "and keep the -knowledge that I mean to be your friend to yourself." - -The train drew up at the platform. Father clasped me in his arms. He -introduced me to Sir John Carrington, who laughed and said: "Oh, what a -changed Heather!" and then my father spoke to Lady Carrington, who began -to talk to him at once in a very earnest, low voice. I heard her say: - -"Where are you taking her?" but I could not hear my father's reply. - -Then the Carringtons drove off in their beautiful motor-car, and father -and I stepped into a brougham, a private one, very nicely appointed, my -luggage--such very simple luggage--was placed on the roof, and we were -away together. - -"Now I want Anastasia," I said. - -"We'll find her if we can," said father. "You'd like her to be your -maid, wouldn't you, Heather?" - -"Oh, yes," I answered. "I did miss her so awfully." And I told father -how I had run to the railway station to meet the next train on that -terrible day long ago and how Aunt Penelope had followed me. - -He laughed, and said I was a rare plucky one, and then we drew up before -a grand hotel and entered side by side. We were shown immediately into a -private sitting-room, which had two bedrooms opening out of it, one for -father and one for me. Father said: - -"Heather, I mean to show you life as it is, and to-night we are going to -the theatre. We shall meet a friend of mine there--a very charming lady, -who, I know, will be interested in you, and I want you to be interested -in her too, as she is a great friend of mine." - -"But I only want you to be great friends with me," I said. - -Father laughed at this, got a little red, and turned the conversation. - -"What dress have you for the theatre?" he asked. - -"I don't think I have any," I said. "I don't possess any evening dress." - -"But that won't do," he replied. "What is the hour? We really haven't an -instant to lose." - -He looked at the clock on the mantelpiece. - -"We can manage it," he said. He spoke down a tube, and presently was -told that his carriage awaited him. - -"Come, Heather, come," he said. "You must be togged up properly for -to-night." - -After my very quiet life at Hill View this complete change made me so -excited that I scarcely knew how to contain myself. - -We got into the brougham and drove to a smart shop, where fortunately a -pretty dress of soft black was able to be procured. This was paid for -and put into a box, and we returned to the hotel, but not before father -had bought me also some lilies of the valley to wear with the dress. - -I went up to our sitting-room alone, for he was busy talking to a lady -who seemed to have the charge of a certain department downstairs, the -result of which was that after tea a very fashionable hairdresser -arrived, who arranged my thick dark hair in the latest and most becoming -fashion, and who even helped me to get into my black dress. When I -joined father my eyes were shining and my cheeks were bright with -colour. - -"Oh, what fun this is!" I said. - -"Yes, isn't it?" he answered. "Where are your flowers?" - -I had put them on, but he did not like the way I had arranged them, so -he settled them himself in a more becoming manner, and then he slipped a -single string of pearls round my white throat and showed me--lying on a -chair near by--a most lovely, dainty opera cloak, all made in pink and -white, which suited me just perfectly. - -"Now, we'll have some dinner, and then we'll be off," he said. "Lady -Helen Dalrymple will admire you to-night, Heather, and I want her to." - -Who was Lady Helen Dalrymple? - - - - -CHAPTER V - - -It certainly was a wonderful night. Lady Helen Dalrymple had placed her -box at the theatre at our disposal. She was a tall and slender woman, -dressed in the extreme height of a fashion which I had never even -dreamed about. Her cheeks had a wonderful colour in them, which was at -once soft and vivid. Her lips were red and her eyes exceedingly dark. -She greeted me with great _empressement_; her voice was high-pitched, -and I cannot say that it impressed me agreeably. - -"Welcome, welcome, my dear Heather," she said, and then she invited me -to seat myself on the front chair near her own, whereas father sat -behind at the back of the box. - -The play began, and to me it was a peep into fairy land. I had never -seen a play before, but, of course, I had read about plays and great -actors and actresses, and this one--_As You Like It_--took my breath -away. I could scarcely restrain my rapture as the different scenes -flitted before my eyes, and as the characters--all real to me--fitted -their respective parts. But in the midst of my delight Lady Helen bent -towards me and said: - -"Don't the footlights dazzle your eyes a little, child? Would you not -prefer to take this chair and let your father come to the front of the -box?" - -Now, my eyes were quite strong, and the footlights did not dazzle them -in the very least, but I slipped back into the other seat, and, after -that, if the truth must be known, I only got little glimpses of the play -from time to time. Lady Helen and father, instead of being in raptures -over the performance, kept up a running fire of whispered talk together, -not one word of which could I catch, nor, indeed, did I want to--so -absorbingly anxious was I to follow the story of Rosalind in the Forest -of Arden. - -When at last the performance was over, father suggested that we should -all go to the Savoy Hotel for supper, where, accordingly, we went. But -once again, although there was a very nice table reserved for us, father -and Lady Helen did all the talking, and I was left in the cold. I looked -around me, and for the first time had a distinct sense of home-sickness -for the very quiet little house I had left. By this time Aunt Penelope -would be sound asleep in bed, and Buttons would have gone to his rest in -the attic, and the parrot would have ceased to say "Stop knocking at the -door!" I was not accustomed to be up so late, and I suddenly found -myself yawning. - -Lady Helen fixed her bright eyes on my face. - -"Tired, Heather?" she asked. - -I had an instinctive sort of feeling that she ought not to call me -Heather, and started back a little when she spoke. - -"Oh, you need not be shocked, Heather," said my father. "Lady Helen is -such a very great friend of mine that you ought to be only too proud -when she addresses you by your Christian name." - -"I shall have a great deal to do with you in future, my dear," said Lady -Helen, and then she looked at father, and they both laughed. - -"The very first thing I want you to see about, kind Lady Helen," said -father, in his most chivalrous manner, "is this poor, sweet child's -wardrobe. She wants simply everything. Will you take her to the shops -to-morrow and order for her just what she requires?" - -Lady Helen smiled and nodded. - -"We shall be in time to have her presented." Lady Helen bent her face -towards father's and whispered something. He turned very white. - -"Never mind," he said; "I always thought that presentation business was -a great waste of time, and I am quite sure that we shall do well for -little Heather without it." - -"I am so tired," I could not help saying. - -"Then home we'll go, my girl. Lady Helen, I will call early to-morrow -and bring Heather with me, if I may. Whatever happens, she must be -properly dressed." - -"I shall be ready to receive you, Major, at eleven o'clock," said Lady -Helen, and then she touched my hand coldly and indifferently, but smiled -with her brilliant eyes at my father. Her motor-car was waiting for her; -she was whirled away, and we drove back in our brougham to the hotel. - -"Well, Heather," said my father, "what a wonderful day this must have -been for you. Tell me how you felt about everything. You used to be such -an outspoken little child. Didn't you just love the play, eh?" - -"I loved the beginning of it," I said. - -"You naughty girl! You mean to say you didn't like the end--all that -part about Rosalind when she comes on the stage as a boy?" - -"I could not see it, father--I could only see the back of your head; and -oh, father, your head is getting very bald, but the back of Lady Helen's -head isn't bald at all--it is covered with thick, thick hair, which goes -out very wide at the sides and comes down low on her neck." - -"It's my belief she wears a wig, Heather," said my father, bending -towards me. "But we won't repeat it, will we, darling? So she and I took -up all your view, poor little girl! Well, we did it in thoughtlessness." - -"I don't think she did," I answered stoutly "I think she wanted to talk -to you." - -"She'll have plenty of time for that in the future," he said; "but tell -me now, before we get to the hotel, what do you think of her ladyship? -She's a very smart-looking woman--eh?" - -"I don't know what that means, father, but I don't like her at all." - -"You don't like her--why, child?" - -"I can't say; except that I don't." - -"Oh, you mustn't give way to silly fancies," said my father. "She's a -very fine woman. You oughtn't to turn against her, my dear Heather." - -"Do you like her, father?" I asked, nestling up to him and slipping my -hand into his. - -"Awfully, my dear child; she's my very dearest friend." - -"Oh! not dearer than I am?" I said, my heart beating hard. - -He made no reply to this, and my heart continued to beat a great deal -faster than was good for it. - -By and by I went to bed. I was very, very tired, so tired that the -strange room, with its beautiful furniture, made little or no impression -on me. The very instant I laid my head on the pillow I was far away in -the land of dreams. Once more I was back with Aunt Penelope, once more -the parrot screamed, "Stop knocking at the door!" once more Jonas broke -some crockery and wept over his misdeeds, and once more Aunt Penelope -forgave him and said that she would not send him away without a -character this time. Then, in my dreams, the scene changed, and I was no -longer in the quiet peace of the country, but in the bustle and -excitement of London. Father was with me. Yes, after all the long years, -father was with me again. How I had mourned for him--how I had cried -out my baby heart for him--how glad I was to feel that I was close to -him once more! - -By his side was Lady Helen Dalrymple, and I did not like Lady Helen. She -seemed to push herself between father and me, and when at last I awoke -with the morning sun shining into my room, I found myself saying to -father, as I had said to him in reality the night before, "Lady Helen is -not dearer than I am?" and once again, as on the night before, father -made no reply of any sort. - -I was awakened by a nice-looking maid, who was evidently the maid in -attendance on that special floor of the hotel, bringing me some tea and -some crisp toast. I was thirsty, and the excitement of the night before -had not yet subsided. I munched my toast and drank my tea, and then, -when the maid asked me if I would like a hot bath in my room, I said -"Yes." This luxury was brought to me, and I enjoyed it very much. I had -to dress once again in the clothes that father thought so shabby, the -neat little brown frock--"snuff-coloured," he was pleased to call -it--the little frock, made after a bygone pattern, which just reached to -my slender ankles and revealed pretty brown stockings to match and -little brown shoes; for Aunt Penelope--badly as she was supposed to -dress me--was very particular where these things were concerned. She -always gave me proper etceteras for my dress. She expected the etceteras -and the dress to last for a very long time, and to be most carefully -looked after, and not on any account whatever to be used except for high -days and holidays. But she had sufficient natural taste to make me wear -brown ribbon and a brown hat and brown shoes and stockings to match my -brown frock. - -I went down to breakfast in this apparel and found father waiting for me -in the private sitting-room which he had ordered in the Westminster -hotel. He came forward at once when I appeared, thrusting as he did so -two or three open papers into his coat pocket. - -"Well, little girl," he said, "and how are you? Now, if I were an -Irishman, I'd say, 'The top of the morning to you, bedad!' but being -only a poor, broken-down English soldier, I must wish you the best of -good days, my dear, and I do trust, my Heather, that this will prove a -very good day for you, indeed." - -As father spoke he rang a bell, and when the waiter appeared he ordered -_table d'hote_ breakfast, which the man hastened to supply. As we were -seated round the board which seemed to me to groan with the luxuries not -only of that season, but of every season since cooking came into vogue, -father remarked, as he helped himself to a devilled kidney, that really, -all things considered, English cooking was _not_ to be despised. - -"Oh, but it's delicious!" I cried--"at least," I added, "the cooking at -a hotel like this is too delicious for anything." - -"You dear little mite!" said father, smiling into my eyes. "And how did -Auntie Pen serve you, darling? What did she give you morning, noon, and -night?" - -I laughed. - -"Aunt Penelope believed in plain food," I said. - -"Trust her for that," remarked my father. "I could see at an eye's -glance that she was the sort of old lady who'd starve the young." - -"Oh, no," I answered; "you are quite mistaken. Aunt Penelope never -starved me and was never unkind to me. I love her very dearly, and I -must ask you, father, please, not to speak against her to me." - -"Well, I won't, child; I admire loyalty in others. Now then, leave -those kidneys and bacon alone. Have some cold tongue. What! you have had -enough? Have a kipper, then. No? What a small appetite my little girl -has got! At least have some bread and butter and marmalade. No again? -Dear, dear--why, the sky must be going to fall! Well, I'll tell you -what--we'll have some fruit." - -"Oh, dad, I should like that," I said. - -"Your bones are younger than mine, child," remarked the Major; "you must -press that bell. Ah! here comes James. James, the very ripest melon you -can procure; if you haven't it in the hotel, send out for it. Let us -have it here with some powdered ginger and white sugar in less than ten -minutes." - -"Yes, sir," answered the man. He bowed respectfully and withdrew. - -"What are you staring at, Heather?" asked my father. - -"You called that man James," I said. "Is that his name?" - -"Bless you, child, I don't know from Adam what his name is. I generally -call all waiters 'James' when I'm in England; most of them are James, so -that name as a rule hits the nail on the head. In Germany Fritz is -supposed to be the word to say. But now, what are you thinking of? Oh, -my little darling, it's I who am glad to have you back!" - -I left the table, and when James--whose real name I afterwards heard was -Edgar--came back, he found me throttling father's neck and pressing my -cheek against his. - -"Where's the charm I gave you, Heather? I trust you have it safe." - -I pointed with great pride to where it reposed on a little chain which -held my tiny watch. - -"By Jove," said father, "you are a good child to have kept it so long. -It will bring you luck--I told you it was a lucky stone. It was about to -be placed on the tomb of the prophet Mahomet when I came across it and -rescued it, but it was placed before then on many other sacred shrines. -It will bring you luck, little Heather. But now, in the name of fortune, -tell me who gave you this gold watch?" - -"Aunt Pen gave it to me," I said. "She gave it to me my last birthday; -she said it had belonged to my mother, but that she had taken it after -mother's death. She said she knew that mother would wish me to have -it--which, of course, is the case. I love it and I love the little gold -chain, and I love the charm, father." - -"The charm is the most valuable of all, for it brings luck," said my -father. "Now, sit down and enjoy your melon." - -I don't think I had ever tasted an English melon before, and this one -was certainly in superb condition. I rejoiced in its cool freshness and -ate two or three slices, while father watched me, a pleased smile round -his lips. - -"I am going to take you to Lady Helen this morning, Heather." - -"Yes, father," I answered, and I put down my last piece of melon, -feeling that my appetite for the delicious fruit had suddenly faded. - -"Why don't you finish your fruit, child?" - -"I have had enough," I said. - -"That's a bad habit," said my father, "besides being bad form. Well-bred -girls invariably finish what is put on their plates; I want you to be -well-bred, my dear. You'll have so much to do with Lady Helen in the -future that you must take advantage of a connection of that sort. -Besides, being your father's daughter, it also behoves you to act as a -lady." - -"I hope I shall always act as a lady," I said, and I felt my cheeks -growing crimson and a feeling of hatred rising within me towards Lady -Helen; "but if acting as a lady," I continued, "means eating more than -is good for you, I don't see it, father, and I may as well tell you so -first as last." - -"Bless you, child," said father, "bless you! I don't want to annoy you. -Now, I'll tell you what your day is to be. Lady Helen will take you and -get you measured for some smart dresses, and then you are to lunch at -the Carringtons. Lady Carrington has been kind enough to send round this -morning to invite you. She and Sir John are staying at their very smart -house at Prince's Gate, Kensington. Lady Helen will put you down there -in her motor, and then she and I will call for you later in the day. You -will enjoy being with Lady Carrington. She is the sort of woman you -ought to cultivate." - -"Lady Carrington used to live not far from Hill View," I said. "Once I -met her and she--she was going to be kind to me, when Aunt Penelope -stepped in and prevented it." - -"Eh, dear," said my father, "now what was that? Tell me that story." - -I did not like to, but he insisted. I described in as few words as -possible my agony of mind after parting with him, and then my -determination to find Anastasia, who, according to his own saying, was -to come by the next train. I told him once again how I ran away and how -I reached the railway station, and how the train came in and Lady -Carrington spoke to me, as also did Sir John, but there was no -Anastasia, and then Aunt Penelope came up, and--and--I remembered no -more. - -"You were a troublesome little mite that day," said my father, kissing -me as he spoke, and pinching my cheek. "Well do I recall the frenzy your -poor aunt was in, and the telegrams and messages that came for me; well -do I recollect the hunt I had for Anastasia, and how at last I found her -and brought her to see you, and how you quieted down when she sat by -your bedside. Well do I remember how often I sat there, too." - -"I remember it, too," I said, "only very dimly, just like a far-off -dream. But, father, dear father, why didn't Anastasia stay?" - -"Your aunt would not have her, child." - -"And why didn't you stay? Why did you come when I could not recognise -you and keep away when I could?" - -"_Noblesse oblige_," was his answer, and he hung his head a little and -looked depressed. - -But just then there came a rustling, cheerful sound in the passage -outside, and Lady Helen, her dress as gorgeous as it was the night -before, with a very _outre_ picture hat, fastened at one side of her -head, and with her eyes as bright as two stars, entered the room. She -floated rather than walked up to father's side, took his two hands, then -dropped them, and said, in her high-pitched, very staccato voice: - -"How do you do, Major? You see, I could not wait, but have come for the -dear little _ingenue_. I am quite ready to take you off, Heather, and to -supply you with the very prettiest clothes. Your father has given me -_carte blanche_ to do as I please--is not that so, Major?" - -"Yes," answered my father, bowing most gallantly and looking like the -very essence of the finest gentleman in the land. "I shall be glad to -leave Heather in such good hands. You will see that she is simply -dressed, and--oh, I could not leave the matter in better hands. By the -way, Lady Helen, I have had a letter this morning from Lady Carrington; -she wants the child to lunch with her. Will you add to your many acts of -goodness by dropping her at Prince's Gate not later than one o'clock?" - -"Certainly," said Lady Helen. - -"I shall have lunch ready for you, dear friend," said my father, "at a -quarter past one precisely at the Savoy." - -"Ah, how quite too sweet!" said Lady Helen. She gave the tips of her -fingers to father, who kissed them lightly, and then she desired me to -fly upstairs and put on my hat and jacket. When I came down again, -dressed to go out, I found Lady Helen and father standing close together -and talking in low, impressive tones. The moment I entered the room, -however, they sprang apart, and father said: - -"Ah, here we are--here we are! Now, my little Heather, keep up that -youthful expression; it is vastly becoming. Even Lady Helen cannot give -you the look of youth, which is so charming, but she can bestow on you -the air of fashion, which is indispensable." - -Father conducted us downstairs and opened the door of the luxurious -motor-car. Lady Helen requested me to step in first, and then she -followed. A direction was given to the chauffeur, the door was shut -behind us, father bowed, and stood with his bare, somewhat bald head in -the street. The last glimpse I had of him he was smiling and looking -quite radiant; then we turned a corner and he was lost to view. - -"Well, and what do you think of it all?" said Lady Helen. "Is the little -bird in its nest beginning to say, 'Cheep, cheep'? Is it feeling hungry -and wanting to see the world?" - -"All places are the world," I answered, somewhat sententiously. - -"For goodness' sake, child," said Lady Helen, "don't talk in that prim -fashion! Whatever you are in the future, don't put on airs to me. You -are about the most ignorant little creature I ever came across--it will -be my pleasure to form and mould you, and to bring you at last to that -state of perfection which alone is considered befitting to the modern -girl. My dear, I mean to be very good to you." - -"That is, I suppose, because you are so fond of father," I said. - -She coloured a little, and the hand which she had laid for a moment -lightly on my hand was snatched away. - -"That kind of remark is terribly _outre_," she said; "but I shall soon -correct all that, my dear. You won't know yourself in one month from the -present time. Child of nature, indeed! You will be much more likely to -be the child of art. But dress is the great accessory. Before we begin -to form style and manner we must be dressed to suit our part in this -world's mummer show." - -The car drew up before a large and fashionable shop. Lady Helen and I -entered. Lady Helen did all the talking, and many bales of wonderful -goods, glistening and shining in the beautiful sun, were brought forward -for her inspection. Lady Helen chose afternoon dresses, morning dresses, -evening dresses; she chose these things by the half-dozen. I tried to -expostulate, and to say they would never be worn out; Lady Helen's -remark was that they would scarcely drag me through the season. Then I -pleaded father's poverty; I whispered to Lady Helen: "Father cannot -afford them." - -She looked at me out of her quizzical dark eyes and, laying her hand on -my shoulder, said: - -"You may be quite sure of one thing, little girl--that I won't allow -your father to run into unnecessary expense." - -I began to be sick of dresses. I found myself treated as a little -nobody, I was twisted right way front, and wrong way back. I was made to -look over my right shoulder at my own reflection in a long mirror; I was -desired to stoop and to stand upright; I was given a succession of -mirrors to look through; I got deadly tired of my own face. - -When the choosing of the dresses had come to an end there were stockings -and shoes and boots to be purchased, and one or two very dainty little -jackets, and then there was a wealth of lovely chinchilla fur, and a -little toque to match, and afterwards hats--hats to match every costume; -in addition to which there was a very big white hat with a huge ostrich -plume, and a black hat with a plume nearly as big. Gloves were bestowed -upon me by the dozen. I felt giddy, and could scarcely at last take the -slightest interest in my own wardrobe. Suddenly Lady Helen looked at her -watch, uttered an exclamation, and said: - -"Oh, dear me! It is ten minutes past one! What am I to do? I must not -fail your father at the Savoy. Do you think, child, if I put you into a -hansom, you could drive to the house at Prince's Gate? I would give all -directions to the driver." - -"I am sure I could," I answered. - -I was not at all afraid of London, knowing nothing of its dangers. - -"Then that is much the best thing to do," said Lady Helen. She turned to -a man who was a sort of porter at the big shop, and gave him exact -orders what he was to do and what he was to say. A hansom was called, -the cabman was paid by Lady Helen herself, and at last I was off and -alone. - -I was glad of this. I had a great sense of relief when that patched-up, -faded, and yet still beautiful face was no longer near me. When I -reached the house at Prince's Gate I felt rested and refreshed. There -was a servant in very smart livery standing in the hall, and of him I -ventured to inquire if Lady Carrington were at home. - -"Is your name, madam, Miss Heather Grayson?" inquired the man. - -I replied at once in the affirmative. - -"Then her ladyship is expecting you. I will take you to her." - -He moved across a wide and beautifully carpeted hall, knocked at a door -at the further end, and, in answer to the words "Come in," flung the -door open and announced "Miss Grayson, your ladyship," whereupon I found -myself on the threshold of a wonderful and delightfully home-like room. -A lady, neither young nor old, had risen as the man appeared. She came -eagerly forward--not at all with the eagerness of Lady Helen, but with -the eagerness of one who gives a sincere welcome. Her large brown eyes -seemed to express the very soul of benevolence. - -"I am glad to see you, dear," she said. "How are you? Sit down on this -sofa, won't you? You must rest for a minute or two and then I will take -you upstairs myself, and you shall wash your hands and brush your hair -before lunch. It is nice to see you again, little Heather. Do you know -that all the long years you lived at High View I have been wanting, and -wanting in vain, to make your acquaintance?" - -"Oh, but what can you mean?" I asked, looking into that charming and -beautiful face and wondering what the lady was thinking of. "Would not -Aunt Penelope let you? Surely you must have known that I should have -been only too proud?" - -"My dear, we won't discuss what your aunt wished to conceal from you. -Now that you have come to live with your father, and now that you are my -near neighbour, I hope to see a great deal of you. Your aunt was -doubtless right in keeping you a good deal to herself. You see, dear, -it's like this. You have been brought up unspotted from the world." - -"I like the world," I answered; "I don't think it's a bad place. I am -very much interested in London, and I am exceedingly glad to have met -you again. Don't you remember, Lady Carrington, how tightly I held your -hand on that dreadful day when I was first brought to Aunt Penelope?" - -"I shall never forget the pressure of your little hand. But now I see -you are quite ready to come upstairs. Come along, then--Sir John may be -in at any moment, and he never likes to have his lunch kept waiting." - -Lady Carrington's beautiful bedroom was exactly over her sitting-room. -There I saw myself in a sort of glow of colour, all lovely and -iridescent and charming. There was something remarkable about the room, -for it had a strange gift of putting grace--yes, absolute grace--into -your clothes. Even my shabby brown frock seemed to be illuminated, and -as to my face, it glowed with faint colour, and my eyes became large and -bright. I washed my hands and brushed back my soft, dark hair. Then I -returned to the drawing-room with Lady Carrington. - - - - -CHAPTER VI - - -A tall man was standing on the hearthrug when I came in. There was a -cheerful fire burning in the grate, and he was standing with his back to -it, and apparently enjoying the pleasant glow which emanated from its -bright depths. There was also a young man in the room who was nearly as -tall as the elder gentleman. The younger man had very dark eyes and an -olive complexion, straight, rather handsome features, and a strong chin -and a good mouth. - -"John," said Lady Carrington, "here is little Heather." - -"How do you do, my dear--how do you do?" said Sir John. - -He came forward as he spoke and wrung my hand, looking into my eyes with -a curious mingling of affection and amusement. - -"Ah!" he said; "you have grown a good bit since that wonderful night -long ago, eh, Heather?" - -"I am grown up," I answered, trying to speak proudly, and yet feeling, -all of a sudden, quite inclined to cry. - -"Yes, of course, you're grown up," responded Sir John, and then his wife -introduced the strange gentleman to me. His name was Captain Carbury, -but when the Carringtons spoke to him they addressed him as "Vernon." He -had a nice, frank manner, and it was he who was deputed to take me into -the next room to lunch. - -"I have heard a lot about you," he said. "The Carringtons have been -quite keen about you. They've been wondering what day you would arrive, -and making up all sorts of stories about what you'd look like, and your -life in the past and what your life in the future will be." - -"Heather, you must not mind Vernon, he always talks nonsense," said Lady -Carrington. "Will you have clear or thick soup, dear? We always help -ourselves at lunch, it makes the meal so much less formal." - -I said I would have thick soup, and Captain Carbury took clear. He -looked at me again once or twice, and I thought that his expression was -somewhat quizzical, but, all the same, I liked him. - -I had made in the course of my life a little gallery of heroes; they -were of all sorts and descriptions. In that gallery my father held the -foremost place, he was the soldier _par excellence_, the hero above all -other heroes. Then there were splendid persons whose names were -mentioned in history. The great Duke of Marlborough was one, and Sir -Walter Raleigh, and King Edward the First, and King Henry the Fourth. -And there were minor lights, great men, too, in their way, statesmen and -ambassadors and discoverers of new worlds. But besides the historical -personages, there were those few whom I knew personally. Amongst these -was one of the many "Jonases" who had lived with Aunt Penelope, and who -was admitted into a somewhat dark and shadowy part of my gallery. - -He was a very ugly Jonas, and slightly--quite slightly--deformed; that -is, one shoulder was hitched up a good bit higher than the other. In -consequence, he never felt happy or comfortable in buttons, and used to -coax me to let him play with me in the garden in the dress he wore at -home, which was loose and unwieldy, but, nevertheless, fitted that -misshapen, poor shoulder. Aunt Penelope had been very angry with him for -not appearing in his buttons costume, and she was not the least -concerned when he told her that it made his shoulder ache; she was more -determined than ever that he should wear his livery, and never be seen -out of it while in her employ. He told me, that poor Buttons, that he -would have to wear it, notwithstanding the pain, for the very little -money he earned helped his mother at home. It was after he said this, -and after I found out that what he said was true, that I put him into my -gallery of heroes. He never knew that he was there. He became ill quite -suddenly of some sort of inflammation of the spine, and was taken away -to the hospital to die. I wanted very badly to see him when I heard he -was so ill, but Aunt Penelope would not hear of it. Then I gave her a -message for him. - -"Tell him, if you are going yourself," I said, "that he is in my gallery -of heroes. He will know what it means." - -But Aunt Penelope forgot to give the message, so that poor Jonas never -knew. - -But I had other heroes also. There was a pale young curate, like the -celebrated curate in the song, and my heart went out to him--my girlish -heart--in full measure, and I put him into my gallery right away; there -I gave him a foremost place, although I never spoke to him in my young -life, and I don't think, as far as I remember, that his eyes ever met -mine. - -And now last, but by no means least, I put Captain Carbury into my -gallery of heroes, and as I did so I felt my heart beating with -pleasure, and I looked full up into my hero's face and smiled at him -with such a look of contentment, admiration, and satisfaction that he -smiled back again. - -"What a nice child you are," he said. "I wonder what you are thinking -about?" - -Some visitors had now come in and had joined Sir John and Lady -Carrington in the drawing-room, and Captain Carbury and I were alone. - -"You ought to be very proud," I said, lowering my voice to meet his. - -"What about?" he asked. - -"Why, this," I answered; "I have done you a tremendous honour." - -"Have you, indeed? I can assure you I am pleased and--quite flattered. -But do tell me what it is." - -"I have just put you, Captain Carbury, into my gallery of heroes." - -"You have put me into what?" said the young man. He sat down by my side -and lowered his voice. "You have put me into what, Miss Grayson?" - -"I have a gallery," I said, "and it is full of heroes. It, of course, -lives in my imagination. You have just gone in; those who go in never -come out again. There are a great many people in my gallery." - -"Oh, but I say, this is interesting, and quite fascinating. Please tell -me who else holds that place of vantage." - -I mentioned the Duke of Marlborough and Sir Walter Raleigh and a few of -the heroes of old, but I said nothing about father, nor about the pale -curate, although I did mention Jonas. - -"Who is Jonas?" asked Captain Carbury. - -"Jonas is no longer in this world. When he was here he was a very great -hero." - -"But what was he? Army, navy, church, or what?" - -"Oh, nothing of the sort," I answered; "he was only our Buttons, and he -had one shoulder much higher than the other. I put him in because he -bore the pain of his livery so bravely. You see, he had to wear his -livery, or Aunt Penelope would have dismissed him. He wore it because he -wanted the money to help his mother. I call him a real hero--don't you?" - -"I do. And what have I done, may I ask, to be such a privileged -person?" - -"You haven't done much yet," I answered, "but I think you can do a great -deal. For instance, if there was a big war against England, I think -you'd fight and probably get your V.C." - -"Bless you, child, you talk very nicely. Do you know, I have never met a -little girl who talked like this before. I hope we shall see much more -of each other, Miss Grayson." - -"I hope we shall," I answered. - -"I come here a good deal," continued Captain Carbury. "I am a sort of -cousin of Lady Carrington's, and she always treats me as though I were -her son. There are no people in the world like the Carringtons. By the -way, you must be excited, coming up to town just in time for your----" - -"In time for what?" I asked. - -"Is it possible you don't know?" he said. And he looked full at me with -his dark and serious eyes. Just then Lady Carrington came up. - -"I am going to take Heather away now for a little time," she said. -"Thank you so much, Vernon, for trying to entertain her. We will expect -you to dinner this evening--no, I'm afraid Heather won't be here; she -will be much occupied for the next few days." - -"Well, good-bye, Miss Heather, and thank you so much for putting me into -the gallery," said the Captain, and then he left the room. - -"He is a very nice man," I said, when he had gone and I was back in the -drawing-room. "Do you know many men as nice as Captain Carbury, Lady -Carrington?" - -"No, I do not," said Lady Carrington, not laughing at my remark, as some -women would have done, but pondering over it. "He is one of the -best--that is all I can say about him." - -I looked across the room. The visitors had gone; Sir John had taken his -leave; Captain Carbury was no longer there. - -"I want to ask you a question," I said, looking full up into Lady -Carrington's face. "Captain Carbury said something to me." - -"Yes, dear child. What?" - -"He supposed I was glad or excited or something, at being in time -for--and then he stopped. Please, Lady Carrington--I see you know it by -your eyes--what is it I am in time for?" - -"I was going to speak to you about that," said Lady Carrington, with -extreme gravity. - -"Please do," I said. - -She took my hand and pressed it between both her own. - -"Sir John and I," she said, "have never been blessed with a little -daughter of our very own, so we want you, as much as your father and -mother can spare you, to come and be with us. We want you morning, noon, -and night--any day or any hour." - -"My father and _mother_!" I said, raising my voice to a shriek. "Lady -Carrington, who are you talking about?" - -"Of course, dear, she will be only your stepmother." - -"Whom do you mean?" I asked. "Please say it out quickly. Is father going -to marry? No, it can't be--it shan't be! What is it, please, Lady -Carrington--please say it quickly?" - -"For many reasons I am sorry, Heather, but we must make the best of -things in this world, dear, not the worst. Your father is to be married -on Monday next to Lady Helen Dalrymple." - -I sat perfectly still after she had spoken. Her news came on me like a -mighty shock--I felt quite stunned and cold. At first, too, I did not -realise any pain. Then, quickly, and, as it seemed to me, through every -avenue in my body at the same moment, pain rushed in--it filled my heart -almost to the bursting point. It turned sweetness into bitterness and -sunshine into despair. Father! Father! Father! Had I not waited for him, -all during the long years? And now! - -I felt so distracted that I could not keep still. I stood up and faced -Lady Carrington; she put out her hand to touch me--I pushed her hand -away. I began to pace up and down the floor. After a few minutes Lady -Carrington followed me. Then I turned to her, almost like a little -savage. I said: - -"Is there anywhere in this big, grand, horrid house where I can be quite -alone?" - -"Yes, Heather, you shall be quite alone in my bedroom," said Lady -Carrington. - -I had no manners at that moment, no sense of civility. - -"I know the way to your bedroom," I said. I dashed upstairs without -waiting for her to lead me; I rushed into the room, I turned the key in -the lock, and then I flung myself on the floor. I was alone, thank God -for that! How I beat out my own terrible suffering, how I fought and -fought and fought with the demon who rent me, I can never describe to -any mortal. No tears came to my relief. After a time I sat up. I had so -far recovered my self-possession that I could at least remain quiet. I -went stealthily towards the big looking-glass; I saw my reflection in -it, my little pale face, my dark hair in its orderly curls--those curls -which even my tempest of grief could scarcely disarrange, my neat, -snuff-coloured brown dress--so old-fashioned and therefore none so -beloved. That morning I had gone shopping with _her_--I had allowed her -to buy me dresses on dresses, and hats and toques, and muffs, and -gloves, and shoes--oh! I would not touch one of her things! I felt at -that moment that I could have killed her! To be torn from father, to -find him again and then to lose him, that was the crudest stroke of all! - -I looked at my wan face in the glass and hoped that I should die soon; -that was the only thing left to wish for--to live in such a way that I -should die soon. I thought that I might effect this by a course of -starvation. I would begin at once. To-day was Thursday--if I ate nothing -at all from the present moment until Monday, there was a good chance of -my dying on Monday. That would be the best plan. - -There came a tap at the room door. - -"It is I, dear," said Lady Carrington. - -I even hated kind Lady Carrington at that moment. Had she not given me -the news? I went unwillingly and slowly towards the door. I unlocked it -and she entered. - -"That is right," she said, looking at me and suppressing, as she told me -afterwards, a shocked exclamation, "you are calmer now, darling." - -"I cannot speak of it," I said. - -"Dear child, no one wants you to; and I have been arranging with your -father that you are to stay with me for the present." - -"Oh, I don't want that," I said, a great lump rising in my throat; "I -want to be with him while I can have him. There is only between -now--this Thursday--until Monday. I'd like to be with him for that -little time." - -"But you won't, dear Heather. He will be occupied almost entirely with -Lady Helen Dalrymple." - -"Then it doesn't matter," I said. "Did you say they were downstairs, -Lady Carrington?" - -"Yes; they are in the drawing-room; they are waiting for you. They asked -me to break it to you, and I did my best." - -"I am quite ready to--to see them," I said. - -When we reached the drawing-room a servant flung open the door. Lady -Carrington went first and I followed. - -My father was standing with his profile towards me; he was looking at a -newspaper, and I think, just for a second, he was rather shy, although I -could not be sure. Lady Helen, however, made up for any awkwardness on -his part. She rushed at me and clasped me in her arms. - -"Dear little daughter!" she said. "Now you know everything; in future -you will be my own little daughter. Think what a splendid time we'll -have together! Why, I'll take you everywhere--you won't know yourself. -Just tell her, Gordon, what a right good time she'll have with me." - -"Jove! I should think so," said my father. - -I struggled out of her arms. If I had remained in that hateful embrace -for another moment I might have slapped her. I flung myself on father's -neck, and kissed him many times, and then, all of a sudden, I began to -whisper in his ear. - -"Eh, eh? What, what?" he said. "Child, you're tickling me. Oh, you want -to speak to me alone! Helen, you won't mind?" - -"No, dear, I won't mind." - -Lady Helen looked at me out of those strange dark eyes of hers. Her face -was brimming all over with good humour, but I know she was not pleased -with me at that moment. I had repulsed her advances, and now I was -taking father away. - -"Here is a little room," said Lady Carrington, "you can both have it to -yourselves." - -She opened a door, and father and I entered. The moment we were alone I -ceased to whisper and stood before father, just a little way off, but at -the same time so close that he could see me well. - -"I have heard the news, Dad," I said. - -"Well, and isn't it just rippin'?" he said. "Don't you congratulate -me--I, a poor beggar--to get a wife like that, and you--a mother like -that!" - -"She will never be my mother, father, if you marry her a hundred times." - -"Come, come, that is so _bourgeoise_, that kind of speech is so -completely out of date; but Helen will explain to you. Now, what is it -you want, little Heather? I'm sure Helen has spent enough money on your -little person to satisfy you for one morning." - -"Was it her own money she spent?" I asked. - -"Gracious, child!" cried my father. "What other money could she spend?" - -"Why, yours--I thought it was yours," I said, with a sob. - -"Mine!" he said. "I haven't a stiver in the world to bless myself with. -But there, I am a rich man for all that. Helen is rich, and what is hers -is mine, and she's going to do the right thing by you, Heather--the -right thing by you." - -"Daddy," I said, very slowly, "I waited for you during all the years -while I was growing up, and yesterday I found you again--or rather, I -ought to say a few days ago, when you came to see me at Hill View, and -now again I have lost you." - -"_Bourgeoise, bourgeoise_," muttered my father; "those words are -Penelope's words. She'd be sure to speak to you like that." - -"Lady Carrington has asked me to stay here, and I should like to do it," -I replied; "I am not going to wear any of the clothes _she_ bought--no, -not one, not one! But if you would come to see me to-morrow evening, -perhaps we might have one long, last chat together. That is what I -really wanted to ask you. Will you promise me, Dad?" - -"Dear me, how afflicting!" said my father. "How afflicting and -sentimental and unnecessary--and after all I have lived through! I -didn't know you'd grow up that sort of child; you were such a jolly -little thing when I took you down to your aunt. It's your aunt who has -spoilt you. You can stay here, of course, if you prefer this house to -the Westminster. Helen won't like it; she has got a box for us at the -opera to-night." - -"I can't go," I said. - -"Very well. She would hate to see a dismal child, and your clothes won't -be ready for a day or two--at least, most of them--so perhaps you had -better stay here. I'll just go and speak to Lady Carrington." - -Father left the room. By and by Lady Carrington came back alone. - -"They've gone, dear," she said, "and I have made arrangements with Major -Grayson that you are to stay with us during the honeymoon, so that -altogether you will be with us for quite a month, my child. Now, during -that month I want you to be happy and to make the best of things. Do you -hear me?" - -"Yes. I think I shall be happy with you. But oh! I have got a blow--I -have got a blow!" I said. - - - - -CHAPTER VII - - -Father did not come to see me on Saturday night, although I hoped -against hope that he would do so, but, to my great surprise, on Sunday -evening he walked in, just as Lady Carrington was preparing to go out to -evening service. I had refused to accompany her--I am afraid I made -myself unpleasant to my kind friend on that occasion. I was overcome by -the shock I had received, and this fresh and most unexpected parting -from father, so that I could only centre my thoughts on myself. - -Father bustled into the house, and I heard his cheerful voice in the -hall. - -"Hallo!" he said. "And how is the little woman?" - -Lady Carrington dropped her voice to a whisper, and father began to talk -in low tones. Then they both approached the room where I was lying on a -sofa by the fire. I was feeling cold and chilled, and the little colour -I had ever boasted of in my face had completely left me. Now, as I heard -steps coming nearer and nearer, my heart beat in a most tumultuous -fashion. Then father and Lady Carrington entered the room. - -"Heather, here's your father," said my kindest friend. "Sir John and I -are going to church, so you will have him quite to yourself. Now, cheer -up, dear. By the way, Major Grayson, won't you stay and have supper with -us afterwards?" - -"Will Carbury be here?" asked my father suddenly. - -"Yes, I think so. We asked him to come." - -"Then I'd better not--better not, you know." He exchanged glances with -Lady Carrington, and I noticed a delicate wave of colour filling her -smooth and still girlish cheeks. She went away the next moment, and left -father and me alone. - -"Well, pussy cat," he said, looking down at me, "what is the meaning of -all this rebellion? I didn't know you were such a queer little girl." - -"Oh, father!" I said. - -"Well, here is father. What does the little one want him to do?" - -"Pet me, pet me, pet me," I said, and I gave a great sob between each -word. - -"Why, Heather, you are as great a baby as ever! Lady Helen says you are -the most babyish creature she has ever come across in her life. My word, -Heather, if you but knew it, you are in luck to have such a stepmother. -I tell you, my child, you are in wonderful luck, for she is downright -splendid!" - -"Please--please--may I say something?" My voice shook violently. - -"Of course you may, little mite." - -"Don't let us talk of her to-night. I'll try very hard to be good -to-morrow, if you will promise not to speak of her once to-night." - -"It's hard on me, for my thoughts are full of her, but I'll endeavour to -obey your small Majesty." - -Then I sprang into his arms, and cuddled him round the neck, and kissed -his cheek over and over again. - -"Oh, I am so hungry for your love!" I said. - -"Poor mite! You will have two people to love instead--oh! I -forgot--'mum's' the word. Now then, Heather, let's look at you. Why, -you're a washed-out little ghost of a girl! Even Aunt Penelope would be -shocked if she saw you now." - -"Never mind Aunt Penelope just for the present," I said. "I have so -much to say to you, and this is the very last evening." - -"Not a bit of it; there are hundreds of other evenings to follow." - -"Oh, no," I said; "this is the very last between you and me, quite to -ourselves, Daddy." - -"I like to hear you say 'Daddy'--you have such a quaint little voice. Do -you know, Heather, that when I was--when I was--" - -"When you were what, Daddy?" - -"Never mind; I was forgetting myself. I have lived through a great deal -since you last saw me, child, since that time when you were so ill at -Penelope Despard's." - -"Weren't you enjoying yourself during those long years in India, Daddy?" - -"Enjoying myself? Bless you, the discipline was too severe." Here my -father burst out laughing, and then he unfastened my arms from his neck -and put me gently down on the sofa and began to pace the room. - -"As a wild beast enjoys himself in a cage, so did I, little Heather; but -it's over, thank Heaven, it's over; and--oh, dash it!--I can't speak of -it! Heather, how do you like your new clothes?" - -"I haven't any new clothes," I answered demurely, "except the little -black frock you gave me the night I came to you at the Westminster -hotel. I put that on every evening because Lady Carrington wears -something pretty at dinner-time." - -"But what have you done with all your other clothes?" - -"I told you, Daddy, I wouldn't wear them. _She_ gave them to me." - -"Now, look here, Heather, once and for all you must stop this folly. I -presume you don't want me to cease to love you. Well, you've got to be -good to your stepmother, and you have got to accept the clothes she -gives you. She and I are taking a beautiful house in a fashionable part -of London and you are to live with us, and she will be nice to you if -you will be nice to her--not otherwise, you understand--by no means -otherwise. And if I see you nasty to her, or putting on airs, why, I'll -give you up. You'll have to take her if you want to keep me, and that's -the long and short of it." - -I trembled all over; my hero of heroes--was he tumbling from his place -in my gallery? - -"Promise, child, promise," said my father, brusquely. - -"Will it make you happy if I do?" I said. - -"Yes. I'll call you my little duck of all girls--I'll love you like -anything, but we three must be harmonious. You will stay here until we -come back, and on the day we come back you are to be in the new house to -meet us, and you are to wear one of your pretty frocks, and you are to -do just what _she_ says. It's your own fault, Heather, that I have to -bring in her name so often. Bless her, though, the jewel she is! My -little love, we'll be as happy as the day is long. It's terribly -old-fashioned, it's low down, to abuse stepmothers now--don't you -understand that, Heather?" - -"I don't," I answered. "I suppose I must do what you wish, for I cannot -live without you, but if--if--I find it _quite_ past bearing--may I go -back to Aunt Penelope?" - -"Bless me, you won't find it past bearing! We need not contemplate such -an emergency." - -"But, promise me, Daddy darling--if I do find it past bearing, may I go -back to Aunt Penelope?" - -"Oh, yes, yes, yes--anything to quiet you, child. You are just the most -fractious and selfish creature I ever came across. You don't seem to -realise for a single minute what anybody else is feeling." - -"It's settled, and I will try to be happy," I said. - -"That's right. Now, let's talk of all sorts of funny things. I haven't -half heard about your different Jonases, nor about the parrot, who would -only say, 'Stop knocking at the door!'" - -"Daddy," I said, with great earnestness, "may I have Anastasia back? It -would give me great, great help if she came back." - -"Bless me!" said my father, rubbing his red face, "I must ask her -ladyship. I'll see about it; I'll see about it, little woman. Now, then, -stand up and let me look at you." - -I stood up. I was wearing my snuff-coloured dress, and the electric -light and the firelight mingled, fell over a desolate, forlorn, little -figure. - -"Run upstairs this minute, Heather, and put on one of your pretty -frocks. I know for a certainty they haven't gone back, because I told -Lady Carrington she was to keep them. Find a servant who can tell you -where they are, and put one on, and come down and let me see you in it." - -He smiled at me. Surely there never was anyone with such a bewitching -smile. You felt that you would cut your heart out to help him when he -gave you that smile, that you would lie down at his feet to be trampled -on when he looked at you with that expression in his bright blue eyes. - -I went upstairs very slowly. Lady Carrington's maid happened to be in, -and I said to her, in a forlorn voice: - -"I want one of my pretty new frocks. May I have it?" - -The woman gave me a lightning glance of approval, and presently I was -dressed in softest, palest, shimmering grey, which fell in long folds -around my young person. I held it up daintily, and ran downstairs. - -"There's my rose in June!" said father, and he came and took me in his -arms. He chatted in his old fashion after that, but he went away before -Lady Carrington returned from church. She came back, accompanied by -Captain Carbury. I was in the drawing-room then, and there was plenty of -colour in my cheeks, for father's visit had excited me a great deal. -Captain Carbury gave me a wistful glance and drew a chair near mine. - -"Do you know what I was thinking of?" he said, suddenly. - -"What?" I asked. - -"That it would be very nice after the wedding to-morrow----" - -I shivered, and clutched my chair to keep myself from falling. I felt -his dark eyes fixed on my face. - -"After the ceremony to-morrow," he continued, "if you and Lady -Carrington and I went to Hampton Court to spend the day. We will go down -in my motor-car, come back afterwards and dine in town, and then go to -the theatre. What do you think? I know Lady Carrington is quite -agreeable." - -"Do you want me to go, Captain Carbury?" - -"Yes, I want you very much." - -"Well, I will do it, if it pleases you," I said. - -He looked steadily at me, then he bent forward--he dropped his voice. - -"I, too, have a gallery," he said, "in which I place, not my famous -heroes, but my famous heroines, and just at this moment, when you gave -up your real will to mine and--forgot yourself--I put you in." - -"Oh, thank you," I said, and my eyes brimmed with tears. - -Captain Carbury went away early, and after he had gone Lady Carrington -sat down by my side and began to talk to me. - -"You and he are famous friends," she said, "and I am so glad. Perhaps I -ought to tell you, however, that Vernon is engaged to a most charming -girl. I know he will want you to meet her--they are to be married next -summer." - -"Oh, I hope she is good enough for him." - -"I hope so also. Her name is Lady Dorothy Vinguard. She is beautiful -and--and rich--and her people live in a lovely place in Surrey." - -Suddenly a memory flashed through my mind. - -I asked a question: - -"Why did father say he would not meet Captain Carbury to-night at -supper?" I said. - -Lady Carrington coloured. She got up and poked the fire quite -vigorously. - -"Why are you getting so red?" I said. "Why would not father meet him?" - -"You see, he is an army man," answered Lady Carrington. - -"But that has nothing to do with it," I replied. "Father's in the army, -too." - -"Don't ask so many questions, Heather." - -"Has father a reason for not wanting to see him?" - -"He may have, dear, but if he has I cannot tell you." - -"That means you won't," I replied. - -"Very well--I won't." - - - - -CHAPTER VIII - - -Lady Carrington and I went to St. Margaret's, Westminster, to see my -father married to Lady Helen Dalrymple. I had never witnessed a marriage -ceremony before, and thought it a very dull and dreary affair. My ideas -with regard to a bride had always been that she must be exceedingly -young and very beautiful, and now, when I saw Lady Helen, all drooping -and fragile, and in my opinion quite old, not even her beautiful Honiton -lace veil, nor her exquisite dress of some shimmering material, appealed -to me in the very least. It was with difficulty I could keep the tears -out of my eyes by fixing them firmly on the back of my father's head. I -noticed again how bald he was getting, but then his shoulders were very -broad, and he did not stoop in the least, and he had a splendid manly -sort of air. As I listened to the marriage service, I could not help -thinking of that other time, ages ago in his life, when he took my young -mother to wife, my mother who had died when I was a baby. He was young -then, and so was the bride--oh, I had no sympathy with his second -marriage! - -Lady Carrington insisted on my wearing a white dress, and when the -ceremony was over, we all went to the Westminster hotel, where there -were light refreshments, and tea and coffee, and champagne, which I -hated, and would only take in the smallest sips. By and by, Lady Helen -went upstairs to change her dress. She came down again in a magnificent -"creation"--for that was the word I heard the ladies around me -describing it by--and a huge picture hat on her head. She kissed me once -or twice at the very last moment, and told me to be a good child. I -hated kisses as much as I hated her, but father, dear father, made up -for everything. He caught me in his arms and squeezed me tightly to his -breast, and said: "God for ever bless you, dear little woman!" and then -they went away, and Lady Carrington and I gazed at each other. - -"Now, my dear Heather," she said cheerfully, "we are going to motor back -to my house in order to change our dresses, so as to be in time for -Captain Carbury when he brings his car round for us. You remember, dear, -that we are going to Hampton Court to-day, and we haven't a minute to -spare." - -"Oh, not a minute," I replied, and I tried to feel cheered up and -excited. - -After a time Captain Carbury made his appearance, and if I had no other -reason for wishing to behave bravely just then, I would not for the -world show cowardice before the man who had put me into his gallery of -heroines. - -We motored down to Hampton Court, and the Captain proved himself to be a -very merry guide, so much so that I found myself laughing in spite of my -sorrow, and whenever I did so Lady Carrington gave me an approving -smile. - -"I have been telling Heather about you and Dorothy, Vernon," she said, -after we had been all over the old palace, and found ourselves having -tea at one of the hotels which faced the river. - -Captain Carbury gave me a quick glance, a little puzzled, a little sad, -a sort of glance which amazed me at the time, and the meaning of which I -was not to understand until afterwards. - -"You must get to know Dorothy some day," he said. "I have her picture -here"--he tapped his watch-pocket--"I will show it you by and by." - -As he said this, he looked full into my eyes, and I noticed more than -ever the sad expression in his. I wondered at this, and then my thoughts -wandered to Lady Dorothy Vinguard. What sort of a girl was she? Was she -nice enough to marry the man who occupied a place in my gallery of -heroes? - -I spent a fairly happy fortnight with Lady Carrington. She was kindness -itself to me, and she gave me a great deal of valuable advice. She took -me to see many interesting sights, and Captain Carbury came to the house -almost every day. One day he brought Lady Dorothy to see me. I was -seated in the inner drawing-room when a tall, very pale, slender girl, -most beautifully dressed, entered the room. Her face was exactly like -that of a waxen doll; it had not a scrap of expression in it, neither -was it in the very least disagreeable. My first impression when I looked -at her was that she wanted intelligence, but then I changed my mind, for -her light-blue eyes were peculiarly watchful, and she kept looking and -looking at me, as though she would read me through. It was impossible to -tell whether Captain Carbury was devoted to her or not; she ordered him -about a good deal, and he obeyed her slightest behests. She kept all the -conversation to herself, too, and neither he nor I could edge in a -word. I never met anyone who talked so fast, and yet who seemed to say -nothing at all. Each subject she began to speak about she changed for -another before we had begun even to think of what we meant to reply. -Thus her conversation gave me at last a feeling of intense fatigue, and -I wondered how a really clever and earnest-minded man like Captain -Carbury could endure the thought of spending his life with her. - -He went out of the room after a time, and then she told me, with a great -yawn, that he was a perfect lover, and that she herself was intensely -happy. - -"You, of course, will fall in love and get engaged some day," she said. -"You are rather good-looking, in the old-world style; personally, I -admire the up to date sort of beauty myself, and so, I know, does -Vernon. He hates the people who are, as he expresses it, 'all fire and -flash in the pan.' That is, I am sure, how he would describe you, if he -troubled himself to describe you at all." - -"I don't think he would," I said, turning very red. I longed to tell -this haughty girl that I was in his gallery of heroines, but I felt -instinctively that such a piece of information would only make her -jealous, and therefore I refrained. - -By and by Captain Carbury returned, and they both went away. She -certainly was very dainty. She was like a piece of exquisite china, and, -as I said afterwards to Lady Carrington, when she wanted to get my -opinion with regard to her: - -"I felt almost afraid to look at her, for fear she should break." - -Lady Carrington laughed at my description, and said she did not know -that I was such a keen observer of character. - -This was my very last day with my kindest of friends, for on the next I -was to go to Lady Helen's house in Hanbury Square. I knew nothing -whatever with regard to this part of London, nor where the smartest -houses were, nor where the "classy people," as they called themselves, -resided, but Lady Carrington informed me that Hanbury Square was in the -very heart of the fashionable world, and that Lady Helen's house was one -of the largest and handsomest in the whole square. - -"But why is it called Lady Helen's house?" I asked. "Surely it is my -father's." - -"Of course it is," she replied, and she looked a little grave, just as -though she were holding something back. How often I had seen that look -in her face--and how often, how very often, had it puzzled me, and how -completely I had failed to understand it. I did love Lady Carrington; -she was good to me, and when I bade her good-bye the next morning the -tears filled my eyes. - -"Now understand, Heather," she said, "that whenever you want me I am at -your service. A new life is opening before you, my child, but I shall, -of course, be your friend, for your dead mother's sake, and for----" - -"Yes, yes?" I cried. "Say the rest, say the rest!" - -"And, little Heather, for the memory of what your father was." - -"I don't understand you," I said; "you hint and hint things against my -own darling father--oh! don't do it again! Speak out if you must, but -don't hint things ever again!" - -"Think nothing of my words," said Lady Carrington; "forget that they -were uttered. Don't turn against me, little Heather; you may need my -friendship." - -I was, indeed, to need that friendship, and right soon. But I felt -almost angry with Lady Carrington as I drove away. - -Certainly the house in Hanbury Square was very smart; it had all been -newly got-up, in preparation for the bride. There was new paint outside, -and new paint and beautiful wainscots and soft papers within, and there -were flower-boxes at every window, and the floors were covered with -heavy-piled carpets, and there were knick-knacks and flowers and very -costly furniture greeting one at each turn. It was a big house, in short -a mansion, with front stairs and back stairs, and rooms innumerable. A -very lovely room had been set aside for me. It was called the -"Forget-me-not" room, and was on the first floor. I had a bathroom, with -hot and cold water laid on, quite to myself; I also had a dressing-room, -with a wonderful toilet table and wash-hand stand and appliances for the -toilet. And in my bedroom was a great wardrobe made of walnut wood, and -the beautiful little bed had lace-trimmed pillow-slips and sheets. Until -I entered this room I had never even imagined such luxury. - -A very neat, quiet-looking girl, who told me her name was Morris, met me -on the threshold of my room. - -"I am your special maid, miss," she said. "Lady Helen said I was to do -everything in my power to help you." - -"But you are not Anastasia," I replied. - -The girl started back, and stared at me. - -"Who is Anastasia, miss?" she asked, after a minute's pause. - -"Oh," I answered, "Anastasia is my dear old nurse; she brought me home -from India years and years ago, and afterwards I lost her. I want father -to find her again for me, for I really wish her to be my maid." - -"You will perhaps speak to my mistress, miss," replied Morris, in a -demure voice. - -"Why so?" I asked. "I shall speak to my father, Major Grayson." - -The girl made no answer, but I noticed that a smile, a peculiar smile, -lingered round her lips. - -"Perhaps, miss," she said, after a pause, "I had best begin to unpack -your trunks, for her ladyship and the Major may be here by tea time, -and, of course, you will like to be ready to meet them, and you'd wish -me to arrange your hair, and help you on with your afternoon frock -before they come." - -I took some keys out of a little bag I wore at my side. - -"Do as you please," I said. - -I sat on a low chair and watched her. Then I said, suddenly: - -"I am horribly sick of dress!" - -"Oh, miss!" remarked Morris, raising her placid face to mine, for she -was on her knees by this time, unfastening my largest trunk, "I did -think that young ladies lived for their dress." - -"Well, I am not one of those young ladies," was my reply. "I never -thought of dress until a few weeks ago. I used to put on the dress I was -to wear when I first got up in the morning, and I never thought of it -again until I took it off to go to bed." - -"You must have lived in a very quiet way, miss." - -"I lived in a sensible way," I replied. - -"I should not like it for myself, miss." - -"Perhaps not, perhaps you are vain--I can't bear vain people." - -The girl coloured, and bent again over the trunk. I rested my elbows on -my knees, pressed my hands against my cheeks, and stared at her. - -"I don't wish to offend you, Morris," I said; "I want us two to be -friends." - -"Thank you, miss." - -"But I do wish to say," I continued, "that I consider it awfully -frivolous to have to put on a special dress for morning, and another -dress for afternoon, and yet another dress, just when tea comes in, and -another dress for dinner. Privately, I think it quite wicked, and I am -sure you must agree with me." - -"It is what's done in society, miss," answered the girl. "They all do -like that, those who move in the best society." - -She began to unpack rapidly, and I watched her. I reflected within -myself that I had left Hill View with no clothes except the ones I was -wearing, and what were contained in my tiny trunks. Now I had several -big trunks, and they were crammed, pressed full, with the newest and -most wonderful dresses; and besides the dresses there were mantles, and -coats, and opera cloaks, and all sorts of the most exquisite, the most -perfect underclothing in the world. Morris was a quick lady's maid; she -evidently understood her duties thoroughly well. She had soon unpacked -my trunks, and then she suggested that I should wear a dress of the -palest, most heavenly blue, in order to greet her ladyship and Major -Grayson. I said, "Is it necessary?" and she replied, "Certainly it is," -and after that I submitted to her manipulations. She helped me into my -dress, arranged my hair in a simple and very becoming manner, and then -she looked at me critically. - -"Am I all right now?" I asked. - -"Yes, miss, I think you will do beautifully." - -I thanked her, and ran downstairs. There were three, or even four -drawing-rooms to the house, each one opening into the other. I chose the -smallest drawing-room, ensconced myself in an easy-chair, and tried to -imagine that I was about to enjoy everything; but my heart was beating -horribly, and I came to the conclusion that every one of the four -drawing-rooms was hideous. They were not the least like the reception -rooms at Lady Carrington's. There the furniture was rich, and yet -simple; there was no sense of overcrowding, the tables were not laden -with knick-knacks, and there were comparatively few chairs and lounges, -only just enough for people to use. The walls were undecorated, except -by one or two pictures, the works of masters. There were not more than -two pictures in each room, for Lady Carrington had assured me that -pictures were the richest ornaments of all, and I fully agreed with her. -Now these rooms were totally different--the chairs, the tables, the -sofas, the lounges, the grand piano, the little piano, the harpsichord, -the spinning-wheel, the pianola, gave one a sense of downright -oppression. The walls were laden with pictures of every sort and -description--some of them I did not admire in the very least; and there -was old china and old glass, very beautiful, I had little doubt, but to -me extremely inharmonious. I discovered soon that what these rooms -needed was a sense of rest. There was not a single spot where the eye -could remain quiet; wherever one looked one felt inclined to start and -exclaim, and jump up and examine. I came to the conclusion that I -preferred Aunt Penelope's very plain little drawing-room at home to -this. - -By and by an exceedingly tall young man in smart blue livery threw open -the folding doors, and another equally tall young man in the same livery -entered with a silver tray. The man who first came into the room pulled -out a table and placed the tray on it, and presently a third man -appeared with quantities of food. The first man poked up the fire, the -second acquainted me with the fact that tea was quite ready, and -afterwards the three left the room, closing the door softly behind them. -Their velvet tread oppressed me; I wanted the door to bang; I wanted -to hear a good, loud, wholesome noise. - -Yes, I was at home in my father's house, but truth to tell, I had never -felt less home-like in the whole course of my life. I poured myself out -a cup of tea, and ate a morsel of bread and butter. Suddenly, before I -had finished my first cup of tea, I heard quick sounds in the hall; -there were footsteps, and several voices speaking together; people -seemed to be rushing hither and thither, and I heard a staccato voice -mingling with the tones of a deep one, a deep one that I knew and loved. -Then the voices and the footsteps came nearer, until a big man and a -lady entered the outer drawing-room and came straight into the little -room where I was sitting. The man smiled all over his face, said, -"Hallo, little woman!" caught me up in his arms and kissed me; the lady -said coldly, "How do you do, child? Pour me out a cup of tea, and be -quick; I am fainting with exhaustion. Gordon, will you go upstairs and -take your great-coat off, and then come down and have tea like a -Christian?" - -"Oh, but he must stay," I answered, for I was feeling his face and -kissing him over and over, and rubbing my cheek against his. - -[Illustration: "'Oh, but he must stay,' I answered".] - -"Gordon, please go at once," said his wife. - -My hands were released, the blue eyes of Major Grayson looked full into -mine. Certainly father's eyes were the most wonderful in all the world. -They seemed to me to hold within their depths a mixture of every sort of -emotion, of fun, of reluctant, half ashamed, half pleased, half boyish -penitence, of sorrow, of a pathos which was always there and always half -hidden, and also of a queer and indescribable nobility, which, -notwithstanding the fact that I had not seen him for years, and -notwithstanding the other fact that he had married a worldly woman when -he might have made me so happy, seemed to have grown and strengthened on -his face. He kissed one of his hands to me, raised Lady Helen's jewelled -hand to his lips, bowed to her, smiled, and departed. - -"He has charming manners," she said, and then she turned to me. - -"Bring me food, child," she said; "I want you to wait on me to-day; I am -tired; we had a very rough crossing. To-morrow I shall take you in hand, -but you are tremendously improved already. Yes, your father has -delightful manners--we shall win through yet; but it will be a battle." - -"What do you mean by 'winning through'?" I asked. - -"Nothing that you need interfere about," she answered, a little sharply; -"only listen to me once for all. I am not Lady Helen Dalrymple for -nothing, and when I stoop to conquer I do conquer. Now then, fetch me -the cake basket; I am ravenously hungry and have a passion for -chocolate." - -I gave her what she required, and she ate without looking at me, her -sharp eyes wandering round and round the room. - -"Why, how hideous!" she suddenly exclaimed. "How more than wrong of -Clarkson! I gave orders that the curtains in this room were to be -rose-pink; those dull blue abominations must come down; we won't have -them--they'd try anyone's complexion. Child, for goodness' sake don't -stare! And yet, come and let me look at you. That blue dress suits you; -but then you are young, and you have a complexion for blue." - -She patted my hand for a minute, then she yawned profoundly. - -"I am glad to be home," she said. "A honeymoon when you are no longer -young is fatiguing, to say the least of it, and I am sick of hotel -life. I have already sent out my 'At Home' invitations, and for the next -few days the house will be crammed every afternoon. You will have to be -present--why, of course, you will--don't knit your brows together like -that. I mean to be a good stepmother to you, Heather. Ah, here comes -Gordon. Gordon, you look very presentable now. Sit close to me on this -sofa, and let Heather give you some tea. It's nice to have one's own -girl to wait on one, isn't it?" - -"Profoundly nice," said the Major; "exquisitely nice. To think that we -have a child of our very own, Helen!" - -"I don't think about it," replied Lady Helen. "It isn't my custom to -wear myself out going into raptures, but, Gordon, I am very seriously -displeased about those curtains." - -"Curtains, dear--what ails them? I see nothing wrong in them." - -"But I do. I told Clarkson's people rose-colour, soft rose-colour, and -they sent blue--I will never get anything at Clarkson's again." - -"They must be changed, sweetest one," replied my father. - -I was giving him a cup of tea just then, and my hand shook. My -stepmother noticed this; she said, in a sharp voice: - -"Heather, get me a fan; that fire will spoil my complexion." - -I fetched her one. She held it between herself and the fire. - -"By the way, Gordon," she said suddenly, "we had better tell the child -now." - -"Oh, what?" I asked in some astonishment and also alarm. - -"Really, Heather, you need not give way to such undue excitement. A year -of my training will completely change you. I only wished to mention the -fact that your name is no longer Grayson; in future you are Heather -Dalrymple. Your father and I have agreed that you both take my name; -that is a thing often done when there is a question of money. I hold the -purse strings. I am a very generous person as regards money; Major, -dear, you can testify to that." - -"I can, Helen. There never was your like, you are wonderful." - -"You therefore are little Heather Dalrymple in future," continued my -stepmother, "and your father and I are Major and Lady Helen Dalrymple. -It's done, child, it's settled; the lawyers have arranged it all. -Grayson is a frightful name; you ought to be truly thankful that it is -in my power to change it for you. You need not even wait for your -marriage; the change takes place at once." - -"But I prefer my own name," I answered. "I don't want to have your name. -Father, please speak--father, I am not Heather Dalrymple!" - -"Oh, make no fuss about it, child," replied my father. "I have long ago -come to the wise conclusion that nothing wears one out like making a -fuss. Now, my dear, good, sweet, little Heather, I grieve to have to -tell you that your disposition promises to land you in old age before -your time. You fuss about everything. You fussed yourself almost into -your grave when I was obliged to leave you with Penelope Despard, and -yet how good poor old Pen was to you all the time! And then you were -very impolite to your new mother when you heard that I was about to be -married." - -"Oh, I am willing to forget and forgive all that," said Lady Helen. "The -child was young and taken by surprise. We enter to-day a new world. I do -my best for her; she must do her best for me. If you are a good girl, -Heather, you will see what a happy life you will have as my daughter." - -"Please, please, father," I said, suddenly, "may I have Anastasia to be -my maid? There is a girl upstairs who calls herself Morris, and she says -she is my maid, but I really do want Anastasia back." - -"Ask her ladyship, and do it in a pretty way," said my father, and he -gave my hand a playful pinch. - -"And this carpet," muttered Lady Helen. "I particularly said that the -carpet was to be of a pale green, that sort of very soft green which -sets off everything, and it is--goodness gracious!--it is a sort of pale -blue, not even the tone of the curtains. How atrocious! Yes, Heather, -yes--what is it?" - -"I do want to ask you, please," I said, "if Anastasia may come back?" - -"Anastasia?" said Lady Helen. "I have never heard of her. Who is she?" - -"She used to be my nurse when I was in India, and she sailed with father -and me in the good ship _Pleiades_. Oh, father! don't you remember the -charm you gave me, and how we talked of gentle gales and prosperous -winds? And, father, here's the charm, the dear old charm!" - -"When you talk to me," said Lady Helen, "you will have the goodness to -look at me. You want the woman--what did you say her name was?" - -"Anastasia. It's quite a nice name," I answered. "I want her to be my -maid instead of Morris." - -"To be your maid?" - -"Please, please, Lady Helen." - -"Can she sew? Can she make blouses? Can she arrange hair fashionably? -Can she put on your dress as it ought to be put on? I may as well say at -once that I don't intend to take a pale, gawky girl about with me. You -must look nice, as you can and will, if you have a proper maid, and I -attend to your clothes. Can she alter your dresses when they get a -little _outre_? In short, is the woman a lady's maid at all?" - -"She used to be my nurse, and I love her," I answered stoutly. - -"I cannot possibly have her back. Don't speak of it again. And now, -Heather, I have something else to say. When you address me you are not -to call me 'Lady Helen,' you are to say 'Mother.' The fact is, I can't -stand sentimental nonsense. Your own mother has been in her grave for -many years. If I am to act as a mother to you, I intend to have the -title. Now say the word; say this--say, 'Please, mother, may I go -upstairs to my private sitting-room, and may I leave you and father -alone together?' Say the words, Heather." - -I turned very cold, and I have no doubt my face was white. - -"Yes, Heather, say the words," cried father. - -His blue eyes were extremely bright, and there was a spot of vivid -colour on both his cheeks. He looked at me with such a world of longing, -such an expression of almost fear, that for his sake I gave in. - -"I will do what you wish for my father's sake," I said, slowly. "I am -not your child, and you are not my mother. My mother is in her grave, -and when she lived her name was Grayson, not Dalrymple; but if it makes -father happy for me to say 'mother,' I will say it." - -"It makes me most oppressively happy, my little Heather," cried my -father. - -"Then I will do it for you, Daddy," I said. - -Lady Helen frowned at me. I went slowly out of the room. - - - - -CHAPTER IX - - -It is doubtless the law of life to get, more or less quickly, according -to one's nature, accustomed to everything. In about six weeks I, who had -lived so quietly with Aunt Penelope, had settled down to my new -existence. I was spoken of as Lady Helen's daughter, and invariably -addressed as Miss Dalrymple. I was dressed according to Lady Helen's -wishes, and I was taken here, there, and everywhere. What I did notice, -however, was that although Lady Helen, my father, and I went to numerous -concerts, and although Lady Helen had her box at the opera, and took a -box frequently at the theatres, and although we often dined at the -Savoy, and the Carlton, and the Ritz hotels, and on all these occasions -my gallant-looking father accompanied us, yet when we went into -so-called Society he was hardly ever present. I asked Lady Helen the -reason one day. I said to her: - -"It is so dull without father. Why doesn't he come with us?" - -On this occasion she frowned and looked anxious; then she said: - -"Oh, we shall manage it, probably, by next year; we must not be too -eager. People forget very quickly, and we must not expect too much this -year, but next year doubtless things will be all right." - -"But what can there be to forget?" I said. - -"Nothing, nothing at all," she replied. "Don't be so inquisitive, -child." - -Meanwhile, I will own that I was having a good time--that is, if -admiration, expressed and unexpressed, could give it to me. Lady Helen -was proud of me when she saw people flocking round me and when she -observed that the nicest men asked me to dance, and the ladies whose -houses she was most anxious to get invited to sent me also invitations. -She made a fuss over me, and petted me according to her lights. So I was -happy in a kind of fashion, although, to tell the truth, there were -times over and again when I felt very like a prisoner--a prisoner in a -gilt cage. - -One day something rather peculiar occurred. I did not think much of it -at the time, although I was destined to give it several thoughts later -on. Lady Helen received a letter amongst many others, which she opened -shortly after breakfast. Father was in the room. He was leaning back in -a big chair, and was reading _The Times_. I noticed that father always -turned to the army news first in reading any paper; he was looking at -the army news at that moment. He was intensely interested about -everything to do with the army; and that I could scarcely wonder at, -seeing that he himself was a Major in His Majesty's service. - -Lady Helen opened her letter, turned a little white, and flung it across -the table to father. - -"There!" she said. "What are we to do now?" - -Father took up the letter and read it slowly. His face did not look -exactly white, but a very peculiar mottled sort of colour spread slowly -over his cheeks, and his eyes became fierce and wild. As a rule, he was -quick and eager in his movements, but now he rose up deliberately, -stamped his foot, and crossing the room, put the letter into a small -fire which was burning in the grate. - -"Gordon, why have you done that?" said Lady Helen. - -"Because your brother will not enter this house," was his reply. - -"Ah, poor fellow!" she exclaimed. "And am I never to see him? I must see -him--I _will_! Child, go out of the room." - -"No, child, you are to stay here," said my father. He swept his arm -round my waist, and drew me down to sit close to him. I could feel that -he was trembling all over. Lady Helen got up. - -"Heather, I wish you to leave the room." - -"Darling father, come to me presently to my own room," I whispered. "Do, -please--what--mother wishes--now." - -I brought out the words with an effort. - -"You are a plucky girl, my darling," he said, kissing me. "Well, then, -go--I will come to you by and by." - -I was glad to escape. I ran up to my room, and sank down into an -easy-chair. Morris, who constantly walked out with me in the morning, -came in to know if she was to do anything, but I sent her away. I took -up a book, I tried to read, I put it down again; I could not fix my -attention on anything. Oh, never, never before had I seen father's eyes -blaze with such fire, and never before had I seen Lady Helen at once -angry and cowed. What were they saying to each other now? Until that -moment I had not guessed that Lady Helen had a brother. Who was he, and -why could not he come? Why should father be so angry? Why should father -have burnt his letter? Why did father tremble from head to foot, and try -to keep me in the room? Ah! I heard his step on the stairs. I ran to my -door and flung it open. - -"Daddy, daddy, come in!" I said. - -He strode towards me; in a minute he was in the room, and had clasped me -to his heart. - -"Upon my word, little woman," he said, "upon my word, I have gone -through a pretty scene!" - -"Sit down and rest, Daddy darling; don't talk for a minute or two. This -is my room, and you are my visitor, and you shall do just as you like." - -"Smoke a pipe, for instance?" he asked, giving me a quizzical glance. - -"Indeed you may and shall," I said. I began to poke in his pocket for -his pipe, and when I found it filled it for him and lit it, as I used to -do when I was a small child; then I gave it to him to smoke. - -"You are a dear little thing," he said. "You are the comfort of my -life." - -His pipe and the peace of my room seemed to soothe him wonderfully, but -over and over I heard him mutter, "Upon my word!" and then I heard him -say, "No, not quite that; I have done a good bit for her ladyship, but -that scoundrel--she must know that he can never come here." - -"Daddy, what is wrong?" I asked. - -He took his pipe out of his mouth, gave a profound sigh, and looked me -full in the face. - -"There's nothing wrong at all," he said. "I was in a bit of a -passion--not a temper--a _passion_--my passion was right and -justifiable, but her ladyship's nearly all right now." - -"And won't you let her brother come to see her, Daddy?" - -"Stop that, Heather; you are not to question me." - -"Then he is not coming?" I said. - -"That man shall never darken my doors." - -"Daddy!" - -"Miss Curiosity is not to know the reason," he said, smiling once more -and pinching my cheek. "Now then, look here. Her ladyship is in a bit of -a tiff--oh, not much; she'll be herself by this evening. You and she are -going to a very big affair to-night, and what do you say to _our_ -enjoying a very big affair to-day? Richmond, eh? in her ladyship's -motor, eh? and no questions asked, eh, eh?" - -"Oh, father, how truly rapturous!" - -"Well, then, we'll do it. Get Morris to make you look as smart as -possible, and I will order the motor-car to come round. Now, then, off -with you!" - -I flew to get ready, and father and I had a very happy day together. As -we were coming back in the motor-car, just in time for me to get dressed -for that great function which he would not attend, I said to him: - -"Daddy, I thought that when people were a long time in the army----" - -"Eh, eh?" he said. "What about the army?" - -"I thought that they got promotion--I mean you ought to be a full -colonel, or even a general, by now." - -"Little Heather, will you promise with all your heart and soul never to -repeat something I am going to say to you?" - -"Of course, I will promise you, my own daddy." - -"Well, I am not in the army--I haven't been in the army for years." - -"Daddy!" - -"Now listen, and keep that knowledge deep down in your heart. But for -that scoundrel who wanted to pay us a visit I'd have been a general in -his Majesty's service now. No more words, Heather; no more words--keep -it dark, _dark_ in your heart. I am called Major by her ladyship as a -matter of courtesy, but I was snuffed out some time ago, child; yes, -snuffed out. Now then, here we are! We've had a good day--very jolly to -be alone with my little Heather--life's not half bad when you consider -that your own child need not understand every black and evil thing about -you. But I am snuffed out for all that, little Heather mine." - - - - -CHAPTER X - - -About a month passed by, and the scene which I have alluded to seemed to -have receded like distant smoke. Lady Helen and my father were the best -of friends. I went to see Lady Carrington as often as I could, but for -some reason Lady Helen Dalrymple and she were only the merest -acquaintances, and I could see that Lady Helen was jealous when Lady -Carrington invited me to her house. The days I spent with that good -woman were the happiest of my life just then, but they were few and far -between. - -I saw very little of father. After our long delightful day at Richmond -he seemed to pass more or less out of my life. He seemed to me to be an -absolute and complete cipher, so much so that I could not bear to look -at him. His hearty, happy, jolly, delightful manners were subdued, his -eyes were more sunken than they used to be, and the colour in his cheeks -had quite faded. I used to gaze at him with a pang at my heart, and -wonder if he were really growing thin. He hardly ever said now, "Hallo, -hallo! here we are!" or "Oh, I say, how jolly!" In fact, I never heard -any of his old hearty exclamations; but what annoyed me most was that -when Lady Helen was present he hardly took any notice of me. - -Nevertheless, I had my good times, for by now I was tired of sitting up -half the night and of going to endless dances and listening to -innumerable empty compliments, and being smiled at by men whom I could -not take the faintest interest in, and whose names I hardly remembered. -But as the summer came on faster and faster, and the London season -advanced to its height, I did enjoy my morning walks with Morris. Lady -Helen had said something about my having a horse to ride, but up to the -present I was not given one, and consequently I walked with Morris, and -we invariably went into Hyde Park or Kensington Gardens. - -I remember a day early in May, when I unexpectedly met Captain Carbury. -I was sitting on a chair, with Morris next to me, when I saw him in the -distance. He pushed rapidly through a crowd of people, and came up to my -side. He took a chair close to mine. - -"Can't you get your maid to walk about for a short time?" he said. "I -have something of great importance I want to say to you." - -I turned towards Morris. - -"Morris, will you kindly go to the first entrance and buy me two -shillingsworth of violets?" I said to the girl. - -Morris rose at once to do what I asked. - -"That's right," said Captain Carbury, when we were alone. "I have such a -strange thing to tell you, Miss Grayson." - -"That isn't my name now," I said. - -"I beg your pardon," he replied, turning a little red, "Miss Dalrymple." -Then he added: "I have been wanting to see you for weeks, but did not -know how to manage it." - -"But was there any difficulty?" I asked. "You know where my father and -Lady Helen live. You could have called." - -He coloured and looked down on the ground. - -"We have met at last," he said, after a pause, "and now I have this to -tell you." - -"What?" - -"You saw Dorothy Vinguard once, didn't you?" - -"The girl you are engaged to? Of course." - -"I am not engaged to her any longer; our engagement is broken off." - -"Oh, I am sorry," I said, and I looked at him with a world of sympathy -in my eyes. - -"Dear little Miss Heather," he replied, "you needn't be sorry, for I -assure you I am not." - -"But why is it broken off?" I asked. "I thought when people were engaged -that, if they were nice people, they considered it sacred, and--and -_kept_ engaged until they married." - -"Oh, you dear little innocent!" he replied. "How little you know! Well, -at any rate, I am not going to enlighten you with regard to the ways of -this wicked world. The engagement is broken off, and I am glad of it. I -didn't do it; she did. She has engaged herself now to another man, with -five or six times my money. She is all right, and so am I." - -Then I said slowly, "You puzzle me very much, Captain Carbury. I thought -you were very, very fond of her." - -He dug his stick into the gravel walk near; then he glanced round at me -impatiently. - -"You can put all that sort of thing into the past tense," he said. "Now -tell me about yourself. How are you getting on?" - -"I am not getting on," I answered. - -"You surprise me! I hear quite the contrary I hear that dear little -Miss Heather, who was so kind to me, and did me such immense honour as -to put me into her gallery of heroes, is making quite a stir in society. -When society begins to appreciate you, Miss Heather, you ought to -consider yourself in luck. They say--and by 'they' I mean the people who -live in this wicked world, the people who are 'in the know,' you -understand--that if you are not engaged to be married before this time -next year, you will be the height of the fashion." - -I found myself colouring very deeply. - -"I don't intend to be either engaged or married," I said; "and to make a -stir in society is about the very last thing I should wish." - -"I wonder what you would wish?" he asked, looking at me attentively. - -I looked back at him. Then I said, in a low, quiet voice: - -"I can't quite understand why it is, but I find it very easy to tell you -things. Perhaps it is because you are in my gallery and I am in yours." - -"Yes, of course, that is the reason," he replied, with one of his quick, -beautiful smiles. - -"I will tell you what I really want." - -"Do, Miss Heather--I really can't call you Miss Dalrymple, so it must -be Miss Heather." - -"I don't mind," I answered. - -"Well, now then, out with your greatest wish!" - -"I should like," I said, speaking deliberately, "to leave London, and to -go into the heart of the country, to find there a pretty cottage, with -woodbine and monthly roses climbing about the walls, and dear little -low-ceiled rooms, and little lattice windows, and no sign of any other -house anywhere near at all. And I should like beyond words to take -father and live with him, all by our two selves, in that cottage. I -should not want fine dresses there, and society would matter less than -nothing to me." - -Captain Carbury looked somewhat surprised, then he said, quietly: - -"About your father; well, of course, I--I _can't_ speak about him, you -know, but there's--there's Lady Helen. How would she enjoy your -programme?" - -"There would be no programme at all, no dream to be fulfilled, no -happiness to be secured, if she went with us," I answered. - -"Oh, I see," he answered; "poor little Miss Heather!" And he whistled -softly under his breath. - -I looked full at him. - -"You don't like her either," I said, and it seemed to me that a new and -very strong chord of sympathy sprang up between us as I uttered the -words. - -"No," he answered. "I won't say why--I won't give any reasons; she may -mean all right, but she's a worldly woman, and I don't care a bit about -worldly women. I am afraid you won't have your dream, Miss Heather, so I -must tell you what is the next best thing for you to do." - -"But there is no next best," I replied. - -"Yes, there is. Now listen to me attentively. The very best thing, all -circumstances considered, for you to do is to get engaged right away to -the sort of fellow who understands you and whom you understand--the sort -of man who would put you into his gallery, you know, and whom you would -put into your gallery. Oh, yes, you comprehend what I mean. The best -thing for you, Miss Heather, is to get engaged to that man, and when -once you are engaged not on any account to break off your engagement, -but to have it speedily followed by marriage. You'd be as happy as the -day is long with the man who understands you, and whom you understood. -And, for that matter, you _could_ have your cottage in the country, only -it would not be shared by your father but by--well, by the other -man--the man who understands you so well, you know." - -"I don't know," I said; "and I certainly won't marry any man unless I -love him." - -"But you must love him," he said, giving me a long and most earnest -glance, "if you put him into your gallery of heroes." - -"Oh, I don't know," I replied to that. "I can admire immensely -without--without loving. Why, Captain Carbury, I have put you in, -and----" - -But then he gave me another glance, and it was so very earnest, and his -dark blue eyes looked so very pleading, that suddenly the colour leaped -into my cheeks, and I lowered my own eyes and began to tremble all over. - -"It is the best thing for you, Miss Heather," he said, dropping his -voice almost to a whisper. "Oh! yes, I know what I am talking about. -Lots of girls do dreadful things; they mar their lives fearfully. I'll -tell you how they mar them. They--they marry, and not for love." - -"But I am not one of those girls," I replied. - -"Are you not, really?" he said. "Now, I have heard rumours, oh, -yes!--and while the rumours are being circulated, everything sounds very -nice and very golden, but----" He bent a little closer, until his arm -touched mine. - -Morris was coming back. I saw her trailing her dress over the grass, and -carrying a great basket of violets, white and different shades of blue, -in her hand. - -"Listen," he said. "Even if you did not love with all your heart and -soul and strength, don't you think that you might just try the man you -put into your gallery of heroes? Don't you think you might begin"--he -dropped his voice, and it became quite hoarse--"to love him a little?" - -"Oh! oh! oh!" I said; "I could not! You were engaged only a few days ago -to Lady Dorothy Vinguard! Why, Captain Carbury, I never even thought of -you. I don't love anybody at all, except father--that is--yet." - -"There's a great deal in the little word 'yet,' Miss Heather. We should -not be rich, neither would we be exactly poor, but I am quite sure I -could make you happy. Truly, I never really cared for Dorothy. She was -thought a good match for me, and all that sort of thing, you know; but -she was too statuesque. I want life, I want warmth, I want soul, I -want--oh! all the things you could give. I would make you as happy as -the day is long; I could, and I would. Then--let me whisper. You need -never see _her_ any more. Think of it, dear little Heather! Heather, -Morris is quite close, and I must whisper a secret to you. It was from -the day I first met you that I began to find out what sort of girl Lady -Dorothy really was--I discovered then that there was a better girl in -the world than Lady Dorothy. I want a wife like you; I want you, your -very self; you, before you learn to love the world and the ways of the -world; you--just because you are so young and so pure and sweet. Think -of it, think of it, Heather, and don't say no! Wait at least until -to-morrow. I will be in this very place at eleven o'clock to-morrow -morning, waiting to get your answer." - - - - -CHAPTER XI - - -I do not know how I parted with Vernon Carbury. I cannot recall even to -this day whether I shook hands with him or not, or even whether he -walked with me as far as the gates of the Park. What I do remember -vividly is this: that I went home to Hanbury Square like one walking in -a dream. The whole world seemed to me to be filled with a wonderful new -light. In the midst of this radiance was one figure, one face; out of -the brightness one voice seemed to speak, and one pair of eyes to shine. -I was certain I did not in the least love Captain Carbury, but I did -know that our meeting had been full of keen excitement, and that I was -altogether lifted out of myself into a new and wonderful world. I wanted -to be quite alone, to think over what had happened. I was puzzled, too, -at the fact that I was trembling, and that my cheeks were hot one minute -and that I felt cold all over the next. - -Morris walked discreetly behind me, and the beautiful smell of the -violets came in wafts now and then to my nostrils. During our walk home -Morris had not spoken to me. When I reached the house I went straight to -my pretty bedroom; I wanted more badly than ever to be quite by myself, -but Morris annoyed me. She followed me into my bedroom, carrying the -violets. - -"Shall I arrange these in your sitting-room for you, miss?" she asked. - -"Please do," I answered; "and Morris, do not come near me for a time, -for I wish to be quite alone." - -"Certainly, miss. I was to say, please, that the Major and her ladyship -have gone on the river, but that lunch will be ready for you whenever -you wish for it in the smaller dining-room." - -"I am not hungry, and I don't wish for lunch," I replied. - -"Shall I bring you up some tea and a lightly boiled egg, miss?" - -"Yes; that will do nicely," I answered. - -She tripped away, and I shut and locked the door. I could not bear to -encounter her face, for it was full of meaning. She treated me as though -I were slightly ill, and as though she were my nurse. I hated beyond -words the knowledge that she shared my secret with me; but then, of -course, I had no secret, for although Vernon Carbury had said those -wonderful, those amazing words, I did not love him back again. How was -it possible that I, a girl who respected myself, could love a man who a -few weeks before had been engaged to another? - -I sat in my room, leaning back in my comfortable chair; then I started -up and paced the floor impatiently; then I tried very hard to make -myself angry with Captain Carbury--I wanted to force myself even to hate -him a little bit--but I did not succeed. I could only remember the look -in his eyes, and the smile on his lips, and the thrill in his voice, -when he told me how he cared for me, and I could only recall the fact -that I certainly would meet him at eleven o'clock on the following -morning in Hyde Park. - -Morris must share my secret. It was a terrible thing to reflect about, -but I could not go to Hyde Park alone; she must, therefore, accompany -me. Well, that would end the whole thing. I would tell dear, kind Vernon -that all my life long I would remember his good words to me, and that I -would ever and ever keep him in my gallery of heroes, but that, of -course--and I knew that I must speak very steadily and firmly at this -juncture of my conversation--I could never love him, nor, by any -possibility, marry him. I should be quite pleased to be his friend, but -beyond that anything else was impossible. - -There came a tap at my door. It was Morris, bearing a tray with some -delicately-prepared tea, some fragrant toast, some little pats of -delicious butter, on a silver tray, and a nice, fresh, brown egg, -lightly boiled. Morris carried the tray in one hand; in the other she -held a great basket full of the most exquisite roses I had ever seen in -my life. - -"For you, Miss Dalrymple," she said, and she laid the basket of roses on -the dressing-table. - -"Oh! oh!" I said. I adored flowers, and I buried my face now in the -fragrant blooms. - -"Aren't they beautiful, miss?" remarked Morris. "They must have cost a -small fortune." - -My cheeks were very red indeed, nor did I look up from sniffing at the -flowers until Morris had left the room, closing the door softly behind -her. Then I rose slowly, and carrying the basket with me, laid it on the -floor at my feet. I sat down by the table, where my small lunch awaited -me, but I did not care to eat. I began carefully to take one beautiful -blossom after another out of the basket. Of course, Vernon Carbury had -sent these flowers to me; there was no doubt whatever on the subject. -How reckless of him--how wrong of him! And yet, how splendidly nice and -delightful of him! But I must speak to him on this very point to-morrow. -He was, of course, far from rich, and he must on no account spend his -money on me; I would not permit it for a moment. Still, it was -delightful to sniff these roses, and to think of him, and to wonder, -deep down in my heart, what he could find in a little, insignificant -girl like me to love. - -I had finished my tea and was standing by the window, when, to my -amazement, I heard a firm and determined knock at the door. Whoever the -person was who waited without, she did not linger long; she turned the -handle of the door and entered. - -It was my stepmother. Her eyes lighted up with pleasure as they fell on -the beautiful basket of hothouse roses. - -"Ah!" she said, "I might have guessed as much. This explains everything, -and how lovely!" - -"I thought you were on the river," I said. - -"A tiresome thing happened," she replied, "and I have come back. Aren't -those flowers lovely?" - -"Yes," I said. I felt quite pleased and surprised at her sympathy. Was -it possible that I had been mistaken in her all the time? Was she really -the sort of woman who would wish me to care about a man like Captain -Carbury? - -She came up to me and put her hand on my shoulder. - -"Heather," she said, "you are one of the lucky people of the world. I -knew that, from the moment I laid my eyes on you; I told your father so, -and for some time we both have seen what was coming. Yes; you are of the -fortunate ones of the earth. Remember, Heather, in your days of -prosperity, that you will always have to thank me for this." - -"But nothing is coming," I answered, for although I was surprised and -liked her for her sympathy, I would not even pretend that I cared for -Vernon Carbury. Then I continued: - -"It was impossible for you to know it, whatever you mean by 'it,' for -any length of time, for he has only just broken off----" - -"He--he has only just broken off!" exclaimed my stepmother. "What are -you talking of, child? Really, Heather, you are the most tiresome girl I -ever met. What you want, my dear, is an early engagement, and a quick -marriage." - -"Oh, just what--what----" - -"Now again you interrupt--I cannot understand you in the very least. -What do you mean by 'just what--what'?" - -"Nothing, mother," I said. It hurt me awfully to say the word, but I -forced myself to do it, for father's sake. - -"I don't believe you know yourself," remarked Lady Helen. "Now, get into -your prettiest dress. We are going to motor in the Park, you and I, all -by ourselves." - -"But Where's Daddy?" I asked. "I want Daddy to come with us." - -"Your father won't be in until dinner-time; he is very busy. By the way, -two gentlemen, special friends of mine--and, indeed, I think one of them -is a special friend of yours--are coming to dine here to-night." - -"Oh!" I said. I felt myself changing colour. - -My stepmother gazed at me, and a curious smile, which I did not like, -flitted across her face. - -"Come," she said; "you are a good girl; you are not quite as silly as -you seem, and I perceive that you are taking kindly to my arrangements." - -"Please tell me the names of the gentlemen who are dining here -to-night?" I asked. - -"I shall do nothing of the kind. I never give away my pet secrets. You -will see them when they come, and I wish you to look your very sweetest -and best. That new feathery sort of dress, with the silver embroidery, -will exactly suit you. You can wear a great bunch of these roses just -here"--she indicated the front of my dress--"and Morris will arrange a -few on the skirt. I assure you, with those additions to your white and -silver dress, you will, my dear daughter, be irresistible. It isn't -every girl who does so well in her first season; but then, it isn't -every girl who has the advantage of a mother like me. Now I mustn't -waste any more time. Ring for Morris. Tell her that she is to put you -into your dark blue costume, with the blue hat to match, and the silver -fox fur. Get ready as fast as you can. Ah! here you are, Morris. Attend -to Miss Dalrymple, please." - - - - -CHAPTER XII - - -Lady Helen swept out of the room, and Morris began to dress me. - -"It's strange, her ladyship coming back," she remarked. But I was in no -mood to exchange confidences with my maid. I said at once: - -"I suppose Lady Helen can change her mind." - -"Oh, of course, miss; but all the same it is strange. It means--yes, -miss, I know what it means." - -"Please, Morris, don't talk now; my head aches." - -"Poor young lady!" said Morris. She gave me a significant look. "If I -was you I'd be firm," she said. "It means courage, but you have plenty -of spirit. We remark on it in the servants' hall. We say that it would -take a great deal to knock Miss Heather's spirit out of her." - -There was no use in finding fault with Morris. I remained silent. - -"Those roses are superb," she said again, as she arranged my dark blue -cloth dress, and got me ready for my drive in the Park with my -stepmother. - -I made no response, but my heart throbbed when she mentioned the roses. -I wondered if Captain Carbury were coming to dinner. I forgot altogether -the fact that Captain Carbury and my father, for some extraordinary -reason, did not wish to meet. As I considered the possibility of the -Captain's dining with us that evening, something else happened. I began -to long inexpressibly for him. I earnestly hoped he would come, that he -would be the person allotted to take me in to dinner, that I should sit -by his side, and that I should have an opportunity of scolding him--of -course, very gently--with regard to the roses. I made up my mind to tell -him that he was foolishly extravagant, and to implore of him not to do -such a thing again. It would be impossible for me to be too severe when -I was wearing his roses, for I determined just when Morris was arranging -my hat at the most becoming angle not to wear the silver thing in my -hair, but a bunch of the softest roses, exactly where he would like to -see them, nestling behind my ear. - -Morris was very quick in getting me into my afternoon costume, and a -few minutes later my stepmother and I were bowling away in the direction -of Hyde Park. There we joined a long procession of carriages and motors. -It was a beautiful day, and we both looked around us, enjoying the gay -and brilliant scene. - -Lady Helen was dressed in her usual extravagant style, and her face was -covered with a thick veil. She managed by this means to keep all -appearance of age at bay, and looked quite an elegant woman of the world -as she leaned back in her expensive motor-car with her wonderful sables -round her shoulders. By and by a look of excitement flashed from her -dark eyes. She desired the chauffeur to stop. We pulled up at the kerb, -and a fine, aristocratic-looking man with a slightly withered face and -tired grey eyes came forward. I had met him several times at different -balls and assemblies. I liked him, and felt that there was even a -possibility of our being friends. I regarded him in the light of an -uncle. - -"How do you do, Lord Hawtrey?" said Lady Helen. - -Lord Hawtrey bowed to Lady Helen. Then he bowed to me. His tired eyes -lit up with a smile, and he began to talk eagerly. While he talked he -looked at me, and each moment it seemed to me that his eyes grew less -tired, and the wrinkles seemed to leave his face. He certainly had a -very fatherly manner towards me, and I smiled back at him in return, and -felt very happy. I noticed on that special occasion, however, that there -was a great deal of sadness behind his outward suavity of manner. I -pitied him for this, as it was my nature to pity all creatures in the -world who were not perfectly happy. - -"I am so glad you are coming to dine to-night," said Lady Helen. - -So he was one of the guests! Well, that did not matter. Captain Carbury -must, of course, be the other. As the motor-car started forward again -Lord Hawtrey gave me a long, penetrating, observant glance. It seemed to -me afterwards that it was a peculiar glance. - -Lady Helen was now in the highest spirits, and loud in the praises of -his lordship. - -"It is a feather in your cap, my dear," she said, "to be noticed so -kindly by a man like Hawtrey. Perhaps you are unaware of the fact that -he is one of the most sought-after men in London, because he is one of -the best catches of the season." - -"What do you mean by a catch?" I asked. - -"Oh, you ignorant little thing! But I suppose some people would find a -charm in all that. Doubtless he does." - -"Please do tell me what you mean by a good catch?" I repeated. - -She laughed disagreeably. - -"A good catch," she said, "is--is--well, let me think--the best fish in -the sea, the best trout in the stream, the best--the best--oh, the best -of everything; that is, if money means anything, and birth anything, -and--charm anything, and the finest house in England anything. That is -what a good catch means. Now, perhaps, you understand." - -"You think, perhaps, that some girl may like to marry Lord Hawtrey?" I -said, after a long pause. - -"Some girl will," she exclaimed. "Any girl who is not previously engaged -would give her eyes for such a connection." - -She looked at me intently. - -"But surely," I said, "he is old enough to be a young girl's father?" - -"Your childishness oppresses me," said Lady Helen. "I thought he'd be in -the Park; that is the true reason why I came out. I wanted to be -certain of him to-night. I think we'll go home now. I am anxious for my -tea, and the air is turning chilly." - -We returned to the house. I was still feeling happy. And this, I had to -own to myself, was because of Captain Carbury. I accepted the certain -fact, and with a joyful beating of my heart, that he stood between me -and my stepmother, that he had placed himself deliberately as a shield -between her and me. I remembered, too, that chivalrous, beautiful light -in his eyes when he told me that morning that he loved me. Oh, of -course, I would not marry for years and years, but it was nice to know -that one like Vernon Carbury loved me. - -Morris was very fidgety about my dress that evening. She was really a -splendid maid, and performed her duties deftly and quietly. As a rule, -she never made a fuss. She seemed to know what was the right dress for -me to wear, and I put it on at her bidding. But to-night she was quite -excited. I felt almost sure, as I glanced at her face, that she shared -my secret, and once or twice, while I was going through the long and -tedious process of the toilet, I longed to ask her if she knew that -Captain Carbury was coming to dinner. But something kept me back from -uttering the words. I knew I should blush if I asked her that question, -and then Morris would be sure. Morris was not sure yet; she could only -guess. - -By and by I was fully dressed. Had Aunt Penelope seen me, she would not -have recognised in the radiant girl to whose cheeks excitement had given -a passing tinge of colour, to whose eyes excitement had lent the glow -which comes straight from the heart, the Heather she had counselled to -live the simple life, and walk worthy of her God. Nevertheless, I said -to myself, "I should love to kiss the dear old thing to-night." - -Just then Morris entered the room with a wreath of roses, which she had -skilfully twined together. These she fastened with the deftest of deft -fingers across the front of my dress. She put another spray of roses on -one shoulder, and a little bunch in my hair. - -"Now, if I was you, miss," she said, "I wouldn't wear one jewel. I -wouldn't have the string of pearls round my neck, nor anything. I'd just -wear these real roses on that silver white dress. Oh, Miss Dalrymple, -you do look lovely!" - -"By the way, Morris," I said, suddenly, "where are the violets we bought -to-day?" - -"The violets, miss? What have they to do with your toilet?" - -"I want just a very few to pin into the front of my dress," I said. -"Fetch me a bowl of them from my sitting-room, and be quick, Morris." - -"They'll spoil the effect; it's a dreadful pity," said Morris. - -"I must have them," I replied. - -Morris went and fetched them. I chose a big bunch, and fastening it in a -heap, pinned it next the roses at my left side. Then I picked up my fan -and gloves and ran downstairs. - -Lady Helen and my father were both in the big drawing-room. My father's -cheeks were blazing with excitement. I had not seen his face look so red -for a long time. Lady Helen had evidently been whispering something to -him, because when I appeared they started asunder, and looked almost -guiltily one at the other. Then my father came up to me, made a low bow, -and, taking my hand, raised it to his lips. - -"Nonsense, Daddy!" I said. "I am not going to have you treating me in -this formal fashion," and I flung my arms round his neck and kissed him -several times. - -"For goodness' sake, Gordon, don't crush her roses!" cried Lady Helen. - -We started apart, for the first visitor, Lord Hawtrey, was announced. He -was greeted by Lady Helen and my father, and then he turned to me. I -noticed that he looked me all over, and that his eyes shone with -pleasure when he observed my lovely roses. I had never felt shy with -Lord Hawtrey, and was not shy now. - -"Do you like my roses?" I said, going to his side. - -"They suit you," was his answer. - -"They were sent to me by a very great friend. I am sure you cannot guess -his name," I said. - -The footman flung the door open again, and a man entered who was called -Sir Francis Dolby. He was a tall, very thin man. I knew him slightly. I -also disliked him. My heart sank low, very low, within me, when he -entered the room. So Captain Carbury was not dining in my stepmother's -house that evening. - -Lady Helen came and whispered something to Lord Hawtrey. The result of -this was that he took me in to dinner. He talked charmingly during the -meal. He took no notice of the fact that I was a little distraite--that -my heart was very low within me. Whether he guessed any of my thoughts -or not I can never tell, but he certainly did his best to restore my -flagging spirits. By and by, when he saw that the kindest thing was to -leave me alone, he devoted himself to the rest of the party, and soon -had my father in roars of laughter over his good stories. - -At last, the weary dinner came to an end. The smell of the roses was so -strong that I felt almost faint. My head was aching. What could be the -matter with me? I began, however, to centre my thoughts on one bright -beacon star of hope. I should meet Captain Carbury at eleven o'clock -to-morrow morning in the Park. - -Lady Helen gave the signal, and we went into the drawing-room; there she -said, eagerly: - -"My child, you look pale. Are you tired?" - -"No," I answered; "I am not the least tired." But then I added, rather -petulantly, "I have too many flowers on my dress; the smell of the roses -in these hot rooms makes me almost faint. May I not take some of them -off?" - -"By no means," she answered, and she stepped back a few paces and looked -at me attentively. - -"Really, Heather," she said, "you are, I believe, intended by -Providence to look pale; that pallor in your cheeks, joined to the -darkness of your big eyes, gives you a wonderfully interesting, almost -spiritual, look." - -"If you but knew," I answered, "how very, very little I care for how I -look!" - -I said these words defiantly. I was certain she would scold me for -uttering them. She paused, however, as though she were listening, then -she said: - -"In future, my dear child, you may look as you like, and act as you -like; for the present, just please me. Reward me for my good services to -you by being my good little Heather on this one evening." - -I was surprised at her words, and at the sort of affectionate admiration -in her manner. She made me sit next to her on the sofa. - -"You are not a bit fit to go to the theatre," she said. "I shall go with -Frank Dolby; nothing will induce him to miss a play." - -"And father?" I remarked. - -"I doubt if your father will care to go, Heather; he'll probably amuse -himself in the smoking-room." - -"He and Lord Hawtrey together in the smoking-room," I answered. - -"I did not say that." She smiled, glanced at me, and looked away. "Lie -back on the sofa and rest, dear," she said. - -Voices were heard in the hall; she bustled out of the room; I wondered -at her manner. But I was really tired now--she was right about that; my -head ached; I was suffering from cruel disappointment. The day had been -most exciting, the day had been brimful of hope, and now night brought -disappointment. People were talking eagerly in the hall. I felt -indifferent. Then there was silence. The next minute the drawing-room -door was opened, and my father came in. - -"God bless you, my Heather!" he said. "And now, child, listen to me. You -must do whatever you think right. Her ladyship's away, Heather, 'hey! -nonny, nonny!'--her ladyship's away, and I won't be bullied about my own -little girl. You do just what you think right." - -He knelt down as he spoke, bent over me, put his arm round my neck, -pressed his lips to mine, and then hurried out of the room. I was just -intending to go up to bed; I was longing for the quiet of my own -chamber; I wanted intensely to put my treasured roses into water; I -wanted to creep into bed and dream about Captain Carbury. I pined for -the shelter of my little room, for the darkness, the peace. I should -fall asleep presently, but until then I could think and think of the man -who had said good words to me that day, of the man whom I should meet -to-morrow. Of course, I would not marry him--no, not for the wide world; -but I might think of him, I might--I made up my mind that I would. - -The house was quite silent. I raised myself from the sofa, and walked as -far as the fireplace; I bent down over the fire, then, raising myself, I -caught my own reflection in the glass. The vision of a girl looked back -at me from its mirrored depths--a girl with eyes like stars, lips -slightly parted, a radiant face. Somebody came in quickly--who was it? I -turned. Lord Hawtrey was at my side. - -"I won't stay long, unless you give me leave," he said. "Lady Helen -thought you would not mind seeing me, and your father is in the -house--he is in the smoking-room; Lady Helen thinks you won't mind." - -"Sit down, won't you?" I said. - -"Oh, no. I cannot sit while you stand." - -"But I am a young girl, and you are an old man," I said. "Do, please, -sit down. You look very tired, too," I added, and I gave him an -affectionate glance, for I really quite liked him. - -His face flushed uncomfortably when I called him an old man; but I could -not by any possibility think of him in any other light. - -"I cannot sit," he said. "Old or young, I must stand at the present -moment. I thought to write to you, but her ladyship said, 'Better -speak.' Have I your leave, Miss Grayson, to say a few words? Do you -greatly mind?" - -"They call me Dalrymple here," I answered, speaking in a weary voice. - -"I know that, but your real name is Grayson, and I mean to call you by -it. Whatever the rest of the world may feel, I am not ashamed of your -real name." - -"Is anyone?" I asked. I was sitting on the sofa now; my cheeks were -blazing hotly, and my eyes were very bright. - -"Of course not," he answered, and he fixed his tired eyes for a minute -on my face. - -"My child," he said--and surely no voice in all the world could be -kinder--"it is my firm intention not to allow you to be forced in any -way. I will lay a proposition before you, and you are to accept or -decline it, just exactly as you like. If you accept it, Miss--Miss -Heather, you will make one man almost too happy for this earth; if you -decline it, he will still love and respect you. Now, may I speak?" - -He paused, and I had time to observe that he was anxious, and that -whatever he wished to say was troubling him; also that he wanted to get -it over, that he was desirous to know the worst or the best as quickly -as possible. I wondered if he was a relation of Captain Carbury's, and -if he was going to speak about him; but I did not think it would be like -Captain Carbury to put his own affairs into the hands of anyone else. -Still, I had always liked Lord Hawtrey, although quite in a daughterly -fashion. - -"What is it?" I said, gently. "Are you related to--to him?" - -"I have hardly any relations, little Heather Grayson," was his next -remark. "I am a very lonely man." - -"I did not know that rich people were ever lonely," I said. - -He laughed. - -"Rich people are the loneliest of all," he said. - -"I cannot understand that," I answered. - -"Why, you see, it is this way," he answered, bending slightly forward, -and looking at me--oh! so respectfully, and with, as far as I could -guess, such a very fatherly glance; "rich people, who live on unearned -incomes, have neither to work nor to beg; they just go on day after day, -getting every single thing they wish for. Not one desire enters their -minds that they cannot satisfy. Thus, little Miss Grayson, it is the law -of life, desire itself ever gratified, fades away and is not, and the -people I speak of are utterly miserable." - -"I do not understand," I replied. - -"I am rich, and yet I am one of the most lonely and, in some respects, -one of the most miserable men in London." - -I sprang to my feet and confronted him. - -"Then you ought to be ashamed of yourself," I said. "If you are rich, -rich like that, think what good you ought to do with your money; think -what grand use you ought to make of it; think of the people who are out -of employment, and the poor young people--girls especially--who are so -shamefully underpaid, and think of the hospitals that need more funds, -and the big, great charities that are crying aloud for more help! If you -want to be happy, to use your money right, you ought to give to all of -these, and you ought to learn to give with discrimination and judgment. -When I lived in the country Aunt Penelope taught me a lot about the -right giving of charity, so I can understand. You need not be quite so -frightfully rich if you give of your abundance to those who have much -less; and if you not only give of your money, but of yourself, of your -life, of all, or a greater part of your time, you'll be just awfully -happy. People who do that sort of thing invariably are. Aunt Penelope -says so, and she ought to know." - -"Your Aunt Penelope must be a very wise woman. I should like to meet -her; and that is a most brilliant idea. I wonder if it could be carried -into effect?" - -"Surely there is nothing to prevent it." - -"Then, little Heather Grayson, will you help me to carry it into -effect?" - -"I wish I could; but how can I? I am such a very young girl." - -I began to find him less interesting than I had done a minute ago. I -pushed a big sofa-pillow between my back and the edge of the sofa; I -pined for eleven o'clock on the following day. - -"I must make my meaning plain," he said. "I want someone just like you, -young, and pure, and innocent, and, I believe, holy--to help me, to -live with me, to be my--oh! I want someone whom I could train and--whom -I could love." - -"A sort of companion," I said, in some amazement; "or, perhaps, you mean -an adopted daughter; but then, you see, I am father's daughter, although -he has married Lady Helen." - -"Ah, poor child!" he said. "I can quite see that you are your father's -daughter, although he has married Lady Helen. But tell me--do you really -think me old enough to be your father?" - -"But, of course--yes, Lord Hawtrey, you are." - -"Perhaps I am; on the other hand, perhaps I am not. But, after all, -little Miss Heather, the question of age scarcely matters. Deep in my -heart there lives eternal youth, and now and then--oh, by no means -always--but now and then, and especially when I am with you, it comes to -the surface. Eternal youth is a beautiful thing, and when I see you, -little Miss Grayson, and watch your innocent country ways, it visits me; -it is like a cool, refreshing fountain, bubbling up in my heart." - -"But aren't we perhaps talking fairy talk?" I said, pulling one of the -roses out of its position in front of my dress and letting it fall to -the floor. - -He got very red, but nevertheless he kept himself well in control. - -"I want you to think it over," he said. "I know you will be unprepared -for what I mean to say. I want you as my wife. I can give you all the -outward things that the hearts of most women desire--I can give you -wealth, and beautiful dresses, and a lovely house--several lovely -houses--to live in; and I can make the best, and the greatest, and the -cleverest people your friends. I can take you far away, too, from this -flash and glitter. Little child, I can help to save you. Will you be my -wife? Don't--at least to-night--say no. I promise to make you the best, -the most devoted of husbands. I shall love you as I never loved woman, -and you will soon get accustomed to my grey hairs, and to the fact that -I am forty years of age. Don't say no, little Heather. I have loved you -with my whole heart, from the first moment I saw you." - -I knew that, in spite of myself, my eyes opened wide, so wide that -presently they filled with tears, and the tears dropped down and -splashed on the roses which I had put on with such pride. I knew now -from where the flowers had come. I hated the roses; I loathed their -heavy perfume. I rose abruptly. - -"Lord Hawtrey," I said, "I ought to thank you, but I am too young and -confused, and--and--oh, I must say it!--too _distressed_! You don't want -to force me to this?" - -"No. You must come to me of your own free will." - -"I believe you are a very good man," I said; "I am sure of it, and I -thank you very much; but you must understand that to me you seem like a -father, and I can never, never think of you in any other light. You will -forgive me, but I cannot say any more--I can never say any more. I do -like you, but I can never say anything more at all." - -I did not touch his hand. I walked slowly towards the door; Lord Hawtrey -opened it for me; I passed out. He bent his head in acknowledgment of my -"Good night," and then, as I was going upstairs, I noticed that he shut -the drawing-room door very softly. - - - - -CHAPTER XIII - - -When Lady Helen went to the opera or the theatre, or to special balls or -suppers, she invariably was late for breakfast the next morning, and on -these occasions my father generally had his breakfast with her in her -bedroom. Lady Helen would not put in an appearance until lunch time, and -I therefore would have the morning all to myself. After that eventful -day and after that almost sleepless night, I was quite certain that I -should not find anyone waiting for me in the breakfast-room. To my -astonishment, however, both Lady Helen and my father were there. They -looked at me when I came in, my father with anxiety and affection, Lady -Helen with a world of meaning in her knowing, worldly old face. - -On the night before I had torn the roses with feverish haste from my -dress, stuck them into a great bowl of water, and desired Morris to take -them away; I said that the perfume gave me a headache, and that I did -not wish to see them again. She obeyed me in some astonishment, raising -her brows a trifle. - -When I entered the breakfast-room this sun-shiny spring morning, I -interrupted a very animated _tete-a-tete_ between my father and his -wife. I sat down quietly. Neither spoke to me beyond saying the most -conventional "Good morning," and I ate in feverish haste what breakfast -I required. Immediately afterwards I rushed to my room, pinned some -fresh violets into my pretty morning dress, put on a shady hat, and -desired Morris to accompany me to Hyde Park. Morris was quite agreeable. -As we walked along I saw that she was murmuring something under her -breath. - -"What are you saying, Morris?" I asked, speaking with slight impatience, -for my heart was beating so very fast I could scarcely control myself. -"I dislike people muttering in the streets," I continued. - -"I am sorry, miss," said Morris. "In future I'll keep my thoughts to -myself; they are all about you. Oh, dear! I wish I had one of those -Marguerite daisies; maybe I'd know the future if I could pull off the -petals." - -"What do you mean?" I asked. - -"He loves me, he don't; he'll have me, he won't; he would if he could, -but he can't, so he won't," said Morris, bringing out the gibberish in -a rapid tone. - -I laughed. "Oh, Morris," I said, "how your thoughts do run on love and -lovers! Now let's think of something else." - -"There's nothing else for a young maiden to think of in the spring -time," said Morris, in oracular tones. - -"There is in my case," I replied. "We will buy some fresh violets -to-day, for one thing." - -"Shall we get them, miss, when we are going into the Park, or when we -are coming out?" - -"I want to sit just where I sat yesterday," I answered; "and while I am -there you can buy them, as you did yesterday." - -"Oh, yes, miss; I quite understand," replied Morris. Then she added: "It -must be nice, very nice, to be married, and to be very rich. But it must -be lovely to be married when you care for the man with all your heart, -and he is poor, very poor. I'm not meaning anything special, miss, but -it's the spring time, and, as the poet says, it makes my fancy 'lightly -turn to thoughts of love.'" - -I made no reply. I had planned my visit to the Park so that it should -take place almost precisely at eleven o'clock, and when I got to the -neighbourhood of the seats where Morris and I had rested yesterday, I -perceived that one of them was occupied by a tall young man in a morning -suit of dark grey tweed. The moment he saw me he started to his feet, -and I turned quickly to Morris. - -"Go, Morris," I said, "and buy violets--three shillingsworth, please, -and get as many white violets as ever you can." - -"And shall I meet you inside the gates, miss?" asked the discreet -Morris. - -"Yes," I answered; "go at once." - -She turned on her heel, tripping away through the long vista of trees -without once looking back. Captain Carbury came eagerly forward. He held -out his strong hand, and took one of mine; he held my hand very tightly. -I sat down--I felt my breath coming fast. I had thought of this hour -ever since I had last parted with him, and now that it had come I found -that I had not in my imagination, even for one moment, believed that it -was half as good as it proved to be. - -"Won't you look at me, Heather?" he said, and he bent down and tried to -peep at my eyes from under my shady hat. I raised them just for a -minute. - -"Is it right to meet you like this?" I said. - -"You need never meet me like this again," he said. "You have only to say -'Yes' to my request, and you and I together will go straight back to -Hanbury Square, and I myself will ring the bell at Number 13, and we -will ask for an interview with your father, and afterwards I shall be -free to come to the house during the brief time we are engaged. For, oh, -darling! we must be married very, very soon." - -"But I never promised to marry you," I answered. - -"Oh, Heather!" was his reply. He bent forward and looked into my eyes. - -"I never, never did," I said, shaking my head, and trying to avoid his -eyes. - -"You certainly did not yesterday," was his answer then. "I don't know -that I even wanted you to, but when you came to me to-day I saw 'Yes' -written all over your face. You cannot deny it--you are mine, mine only; -you would give up every other man in the wide world just for me." - -I tried very hard to reply; I tried to tell him that he was impertinent -and vain, but the words would not rise to my lips. On the contrary, I -had the utmost possible difficulty in keeping myself from bursting into -tears, for I knew well that I loved him, if not yesterday, most -certainly to-day. There was something about him which appealed to my -whole heart, to which my heart went out. Still, I sat silent, declining -to speak--perfectly happy, perfectly contented, afraid to break my bliss -by the uttering of a single word. - -As I sat so, with my shoulder within an inch or two of his, I began to -consider the violets, just as though he had given them to me. I had -bought those violets yesterday, and they were full of him; I had brought -some back with me to the Park to-day, but they were already slightly -faded. Not that our hopes were faded--far from that--only the violets. I -considered the violets--his special flowers--just as though he had -plucked them and given them to me; they seemed to be mixed up with him, -and I believed that all my life long I should love with a tender sort of -passion the smell of violets, and hate, beyond all words, the smell of -roses, and in particular of white roses. - -"What are you thinking about, Heather?" he asked. - -"Of you," I answered. - -He glanced around him to right and left. - -"There is no one looking," he said, drawing his chair two or three -inches nearer; "may I--may I hold your hand?" - -"I cannot help it," I replied, and I spoke in a low, uncertain manner. - -He smiled, took my hand, and held it very tightly between both his own. - -"You have a very little hand, Heather," was his remark, and he held it -yet tighter. - -"You are squeezing it," I said; "you are quite hurting me." - -"That is the last thing I would do," was his reply. He loosened the -pressure of his hand over mine the merest fragment. After a minute of -silence, he said: - -"Of course, as you allow me to hold your hand, things must be all -right." - -"I--I am not sure," I answered. - -"But I mean that you are willing that I should arrange this thing, take -all the trouble off you, you understand. You are willing, quite willing, -that we shall be married as soon as ever I can arrange it?" - -"But this time yesterday," I replied, "I hardly thought about you. I -certainly knew that I liked you, and that you were my friend. I little -guessed, however, this time yesterday, that we could ever, by any -possibility, be husband and wife." - -I flushed crimson as I said the words, and looked down. - -"But now, Heather--now--you are willing that we should be married if I -can arrange it?" - -"I hardly thought of you this time yesterday," I said again. - -"But since that time yesterday, Heather?" - -"I have thought of no one else," I said. Then I coloured crimson, -wrenched my hand away, and covered my face. - -"Come," he said, rising at once; "that's all right; that's as right as -anything in all the world could be. Little Heather, little darling, we -were made for each other. I felt certain of it the very first day I saw -you. You came into my life, and by the witchery of your fresh and -beautiful character you turned the great Lady Dorothy out! Not that at -any time I really cared for her, compared to you! We met, and -immediately into my picture gallery you went, and into your picture -gallery I went. Oh, of course, we were made for each other! Now, shall -we go, or that servant of yours will be returning. We will go straight -to Major Grayson and get his consent." - -"But suppose he doesn't give it?" I said; and I trembled very much as -this fear struck me. - -"You must leave all that to me, Heather; I think I can manage. And, -darling, we won't have a long engagement. We'll be married almost -immediately." - -"I thought people were usually engaged about two years," I said. - -"But you and I will not conform to the usual standard," was his reply. -"We'll be engaged, if you please, Heather, for six weeks at the longest. -Oh, we've a lot to do with our beautiful lives, and we'll begin by -enjoying ourselves--that, at least, is fair. We will just be married -when the summer is at her glorious prime, and we'll go away and away, -and be happy for evermore! That is what we'll do, dear little one. And -now, let's be quick. I want to set this matter in train. I want to hurry -the lagging hours; I want to claim my wife!" - -Captain Carbury rose. He was a tall man, and I was, if anything, rather -short for the modern girl. - -"Why, Heather," he said, looking down at me, his eyes dancing with -pleasure and happiness, "I didn't realise until this minute that you -were only a little girl." - -"Am I?" I said. - -"You have a tall effect," he remarked; "but you are little--on the -_petite_ side." - -"That is, compared to you," I answered. - -"I am six foot one exactly," was his reply. "Heather, how dark your eyes -are! and how delicate your complexion--and how very soft and beautiful -is your hair! You resemble in some ways an Eastern princess, except that -you have all the fire, and intelligence, and imagination of the West. -You are my princess, Heather. Now, what are you going to say to me? You -must flatter me, too, you know, although," he added, his voice becoming -very serious, "there is no flattery in my present remarks. What are you -going to say to me?" he inquired. - -"You are my prince," I said, looking up at him, and then looking down at -once. - -"Your poor prince must have a name." - -"You are my prince, Captain Carbury." - -"Oh, come! What nonsense! You must say more." - -"If you wish it," I answered. "You are my prince----" - -"Well, go on." - -"Vernon." - -"There! I never knew I had so nice a name; simply because I have never -heard it before from your sweet lips. Now, shall we get back to your -house, otherwise her ladyship may be downstairs, and it happens to be -Major Grayson whom I want to see." - -We walked quickly across the Park, and met Morris with her fresh basket -of violets. She walked behind, and as we crossed the streets we kept -rather close to each other, for although, of course, we did not touch, -even once, over and over I repeated to my own heart, "Heather, you are -engaged to Vernon Carbury--Heather, some day Vernon Carbury will be your -husband--Vernon Carbury, Vernon Carbury. And yet, a few days ago, you -hardly knew that you cared for him; but you know it now--yes, you know -it now!" - -At last we reached Hanbury Square. - -There is no more fashionable square in the best part of the West of -London, there are no finer houses to be found anywhere. - -I ran up the steps of the house, and Captain Carbury did likewise, and -it was he who rang the bell. - -A powdered footman opened the door, and Captain Carbury said: - -"Is Major Grayson in?" - -"Major Dalrymple is in, sir." - -"Will you say that Captain Carbury has called to see him? Ask him if he -will be good enough to give me a few moments of his time." - -The man opened the door of one of the sitting-rooms, and Vernon and I -went in. - -"I dare not ask you to kiss me yet," he said; "but I will after--after I -have seen your father." - -"Please, Vernon," I said. - -"What is it, my dearest darling?" - -"May I come with you to father?" - -"If you really wish it, of course you may; but I should prefer to be -alone with him just now." - -Before either of us had time to utter another word the door was opened, -and Lady Helen Dalrymple and my father entered the room side by side. - -Lady Helen gave a freezing bow to Captain Carbury, who was a very slight -acquaintance of hers, and a more freezing stare at me; and then she -said: - -"Will you have the goodness to go upstairs, Heather?" - -But Captain Carbury interfered. - -"If you will permit me, Lady Helen, I should like Miss Heather Grayson -to remain where she is." - -He then approached my father, stood stock still for a minute, and then -held out his hand. My father looked at him stiffly; then he spoke: - -"You know who I was, you know what happened to me, and you know exactly -what I am now." - -"I know everything," said Captain Carbury. - -"Knowing everything, you wish to shake hands with me?" - -"I hope you will accept my hand," replied Captain Carbury. - -My father stretched his out, and Captain Carbury wrung it. - -"Well, of all the extraordinary things to happen!" began Lady Helen. She -sank into a low chair, arranged herself comfortably and becomingly, and -looked from father to Captain Carbury. Then again she glanced at me, and -when she caught my eye she looked in the direction of the door; but I -would not take her hint--at that moment I was past caring about her. - -"I have come, Major Grayson," said Vernon Carbury, "to speak to you -under the name by which you were known, and honoured, and deeply -respected in her late Majesty's army, and I wish to say at once that it -is only as Major Grayson that I can treat with you in this matter. I am -anxious that you should give me for all time the hand of your only -child, Heather Grayson. I wish to make her my wife. I love her beyond -words, and I believe she is not indifferent to me. I do not require any -money with her; I am neither rich nor poor, but I have enough to support -her, and I believe I can make her happy. I shall certainly endeavour to -shelter her from the evils of this wicked world. It is true that I was -for a short time engaged to another lady, but that engagement is broken -off, with perfect satisfaction on both sides. I now beg of you to allow -me to pay my addresses to your daughter, for I love her with all my -heart and soul." - -"You amaze me," said my father. - -"And allow me to tell you, Captain Carbury," said Lady Helen, rising -from her seat, and coming forward, "that my stepdaughter Heather is not -for you, for she is now the affianced wife of Lord Hawtrey of Leigh." - -[Illustration: "'Allow me to tell you, Captain Carbury,' said Lady -Helen, 'that my stepdaughter is not for you.'"] - -"That is not the case," I answered. - -Vernon Carbury had very bright eyes, and they flashed an angry fire; but -when he turned and gave me a quick glance, and saw the fire of anger in -my eyes, all indignation passed out of his. His eyes smiled. - -"Child," said my father, coming up to me, "this is not the place for -you. I must request you, Heather, to leave us for the present." - -"Father! oh, father!" I said. - -I spoke exactly as I used to do when I was a little child. I took his -hand and drew him imperiously outside the door. - -"Father," I whispered, "Lord Hawtrey did--oh, very, very kindly, too--he -_did_ ask me last night to marry him, and oh! he was most good--but, -darlingest Daddy, I could not marry him, for I do not love him one -bit--I mean, not that way, Daddy. Why, Daddy, he is old enough to be my -father, and I only want one father, and you are he; but I do--yes, I do -care for Vernon Carbury. Please, please, father, think of our great -unhappiness if we are parted, and of our wonderful joy if you allow us -to be engaged to each other!" - -"I will do my utmost, my poor little one--my utmost," he answered. - -"Gordon, we are waiting for you," said Lady Helen's hard voice, and -then he wrenched my hands away from his neck, and returned to the room -where Lady Helen and my lover were to fight a battle for me. Oh, if only -father would be strong and take my part! - -I ran up to my room and flung myself on my bed. Morris knocked at the -door, but I told her to go away; I did not want her then; I did not want -the flowers I had bought that morning. Flowers, love, sunshine; the joys -of God's earth would all be as ashes in my mouth if my hero were -banished. They were discussing me downstairs; they were tearing my love -from me--oh, I could not bear it! My heart began to beat so fast that I -could scarcely endure the thumping sensation which was going through my -body. I longed to sleep, just because in sleep I might forget; I wanted -the minutes to pass quickly. - -Suddenly I sat up; I began listening intently. In my distant bedroom I -could hear no sound of what went on in the downstairs rooms. I flew to -the window and opened it. Oh, he would not go away--he would see me, -whatever happened he would see me--it would be impossible for him to go -away without seeing me! Yes, we were made for each other, for was I not -in his secret gallery of heroes, and was not he in mine? And could any -mere human creature divide us? I thought of Lady Helen, with her hard, -cruel face, and of my father. Father loved me, and I told him quite -distinctly what I wanted, and I believe that he understood. Had he not -always loved his own little Heather? Oh, it must be all right! - -Just then I heard, far away, like a distant sort of echo in the house, a -door bang. Once again I rushed to the window--I did not mind who saw -me--I opened it wide at the top, and put my head out. Captain Carbury -was walking quickly down the street. Would he, by any possibility, look -back? Would that invisible link between us cause him to raise his eyes -until he saw my face? Would he look back, and look up? He did neither. -At the first corner he abruptly turned, and was lost to view. - -"She has done it!" I said to myself. "Oh, how deeply I hate her! But I -will never marry Lord Hawtrey, and I will marry Vernon--I will--for I -love him with all my heart and soul!" - -The depth of my feelings, and the wildness of my anger, gave me courage. -I rushed downstairs. I had the free run of every part of the house, -except Lady Helen's boudoir; that door was shut. I was never expected -to go in without knocking; I knocked now in frantic haste. A voice--a -cold, surprised voice--said: - -"Who is there?" - -I repeated to myself the words "Who is there?" and the thought occurred -to me that I should not be allowed to enter. They would shut me out, -just as surely as they had torn me from the arms of the man I loved, so -would they now--my father and Lady Helen--shut me from their -consultations. I opened the door, therefore, and went boldly in. - -"You can see the person who was outside the door," I said, and then I -walked straight up to my father, who was lying back in a deep chair, his -legs crossed one over the other, his head resting against the back of -the chair; his face was perturbed, and very red, his blue eyes bright. - -Lady Helen, on the contrary, was standing. She had a fan in her hand, -and with it she was fanning her hot face. Why were they both so hot and -indignant? Why did they look for all the world as though each hated the -other? - -"I want to know," I said, "and I _will_ know, what you have done with -Vernon Carbury." - -There was no response whatever to my question. It was received with -deep and surprised silence by both my stepmother and my father. Then my -father turned, looked at me, blinked his eyes a trifle, and, putting his -hand out, drew me down to sit on the edge of his chair. - -"If, Gordon," said my stepmother, "you mean to make a fool of yourself -over that most troublesome, refractory, and good-for-nothing girl, I -will leave you with her. If you listen to her sentimental and silly -remarks, I can at least go and rest in my room; but clearly understand -what my view of this business is." - -"I have not uttered a word, Helen," replied my father. - -"Uttered!" said Lady Helen, a volume of scorn in her voice; "have not -your eyes spoken, has not your hand spoken, has not your action spoken? -That girl dares to come into my private room uninvited, and you -encourage her." - -"I have come to ask about Captain Carbury," I said. "He is mine, and I -want to know everything about him. Where is he--what have you done with -him--have you sent him away? Why did he go away without speaking to me? -I tell you he is mine. I _will_ see him." - -Lady Helen suddenly changed her manner. She sank into a chair and burst -out laughing. - -"Gordon," she said, without taking the least notice of me, "may I -venture to inquire the exact age of this little spitfire?" - -"How old are you, Pussy?" inquired my father. - -"As if that mattered!" I said. "I am a hundred years old, as far as -feelings go." - -"But as far as the law goes," said Lady Helen, "I think, my dear, you -will find that you are eighteen, and therefore a minor, and therefore -unable to marry without the consent of your father and your stepmother. -You will find that such is the case, Heather; you had better understand -this at once." - -"Very well," I answered, "if that is really the law, and you won't give -your consent--you, who are no relation to me at all--and if father won't -give his consent, although he is a very near relation, then I shall do -this: I shall wait until I am twenty-one; I know Vernon will wait, and -then we will marry." - -Lady Helen laughed again. - -"You poor, silly, fickle child!" she said. "Don't you know perfectly -well that you will fall in and out of love perhaps twenty times between -now and the day that sees you of age? And don't you know, also, that -Captain Carbury will do precisely the same? Has he not himself -confessed as much? He was engaged to a girl who was fifty times a better -match for him than you a few weeks ago; he is tired of her now; he and -she have willingly broken off the engagement. For my part, I -congratulate Lady Dorothy. I would not have anything to do with that -fickle sort of man, not if he were to buy me a kingdom. And, mark my -words, Heather, as surely as Vernon Carbury imagines that he cares for -you at this moment, so surely will he forget you and turn his butterfly -thoughts to someone else, when he meets a fairer face than yours. It is -perfectly safe to give you leave to wait until you are twenty-one, for -long before then, whatever you may choose to do--although I expect no -strength about you, nor constancy, nor any of those so-called -virtues--young Carbury himself will be married." - -"No, no, you are not to say it!" I answered. "Father, may I speak to you -by yourself? Father, darling, may I?" - -"Your father is going out with me," said Lady Helen. "He is tired, and -not very well, and I mean that we shall both motor into the country; we -may be away even for to-night--there's no saying. We did not intend to -tell you our position with regard to that exceedingly foolish and rash -young man, until our return; but as you burst uninvited into my room, I -may as well have it out, and then you will know how to act. Captain -Carbury proposed for you, telling us the usual sort of nonsense that -young men will speak on these occasions, and our answer to him was quite -emphatic. We denied him admission to the house; we refused to entertain -for a single moment the idea of your marrying him. We told him plainly -that we had other views for you, and that nothing that he could say -would get us to change them." - -"Did you tell him what those views were?" I asked. - -"Yes," said Lady Helen, "we did. We told him that Lord Hawtrey of Leigh, -one of the best matches in London at present, had honoured you with a -proposal of marriage, and that you would be his wife before the year was -out." - -I looked at Lady Helen while she was speaking; then I put my arms round -my father's neck, and hid my face on his shoulder. He began to pat me -with his big hand softly on my arm. He said, in a very low tone, "Hush, -now, sweetheart; hush, now. Things will come right in the end." - -But I could not listen. Lady Helen went on talking; I did not listen to -her either. I was distressed beyond measure; I was distracted at what -had happened. Lady Helen got up; she spoke very quietly: - -"I will leave you two," she said. "Gordon, I shall expect you to be -ready for our drive in half an hour's time; meanwhile, you may pet your -daughter as much as you please--perhaps you can tell her one or two -things which will change her opinion of me. Meanwhile, I shall go to my -room and rest." - -She swept out of the room; I heard the rustle of her silk petticoats. -When the door closed behind her I raised my tear-dimmed face: - -"Daddy, Daddy," I said, "she can't dispose of me like that--she can't -take the man I love away, Daddy, and make me marry against my will a man -I don't like! Oh, darling, it isn't possible, is it?" - -"You shan't marry Hawtrey against your will--I promise you that," said -my father. - -"Then, Daddy, it's all right, because I refused him last night--I -refused him absolutely. He will never ask me again." - -"I think it likely that he will ask you many times, poor child." - -"He mustn't--he shan't! I won't see him." - -"Heather, listen to me. Sit up; don't give way. It cuts me to the heart -to deny you anything, and I fully believe that Carbury is all right and -as straight as possible. A gallant soldier, child--yes, a gallant -soldier. Mark my words, there are no men in all the world like soldiers, -Heather; they are the pick of the earth--so brave, so honourable, so -true. That's what Carbury is, and if he were rich and in the same -position as Hawtrey, you should be his wife with all the pleasure in the -world. But, Heather, my poor little girl, I can't fight against such -long odds. I could once, but, child, I am a broken man, a broken man, -and I can't withstand her. She has got me into a sort of trap. She -pretends she's done everything in the world for me; I was mad -enough--oh! I won't speak of that--I am her husband now, and I suppose -most people would think that I'd done well for myself--they'd revel in -the contrast between my life of late and my life now, and say 'That -beggar Grayson'--but there! I won't speak of it." - -"Daddy--has--Lady Helen--got ... I don't like to say--has she got a ... -I mean, Daddy, are you a little--_tiny_ bit--you, a brave soldier--a -little, tiny bit afraid of her?" - -"Afraid!" said my father. "Poof! not a bit of it. It is she who has -cause to be afraid of me. I could--and, as there is a heaven above us, I -will, too--frighten her into giving me some of my own way; yes, and I -will, if she doesn't act fair by you, little girl." - -"Father, why don't you tell me things? You are hiding something." - -"Yes," said my father; "I am hiding something, and you must never -know--never, as long as you live." - -"Daddy, my heart is broken." - -"Poor little maid! But you will get over it. And now I have something -else to say. Lady Helen is not at all bad, and you would be extremely -happy as Hawtrey's wife; he's a bit old, but he's a thorough gentleman, -and you'd be very rich, and Helen would deal handsomely by you--she's -promised that. She's very rich, too; I wish she wasn't. There's nothing -in the world more hateful than depending upon your wife's money, and -that's my cursed position. But if you promised to marry Hawtrey, she'd -make things a bit square for you; she's settled to do that. It's awfully -kind of her; it's downright generous; it's more than most people would -expect. She'd do it in her lifetime, too; she'd settle twenty thousand -on you--think of that, little Heather--twenty thousand is not to be -despised." - -"Oh, father, if it's money, I don't care a bit about it!" - -"There she is," said my father, rising suddenly; "she is calling me. -Wipe away your tears and run upstairs. To-night you must show a cheerful -face--whatever happens in the future, you must be cheerful to-night. Off -with you now, out of my sight. Believe me, I'd cut off my right hand to -help you. Bye-bye for a bit, little sweetheart." - -My father left me. After a time I heard the "toot" of the motor-car as -it puffed out of sight. Then I started to my feet, clasped my hands, and -stood considering. There was something about me which could never stand -inaction. If I were to be saved now from deadly peril, I must act. I was -terribly upset; I was awfully miserable. All of a sudden I came to a -resolve. I rang the bell; one of the footmen answered my summons. - -"I want you to bring me the cards of the different people who have -called here during the last fortnight," I said. - -"Yes, miss," replied the man. - -He returned in a few minutes with a number of visiting cards on a -salver. I sorted them out carefully, and presently came to Lord -Hawtrey's. It bore the address of his club, one of the most exclusive -and distinguished clubs in London, also the address of his big country -seat--Leigh Castle--and in addition his town address, 24c, Green Street. - -"Lord Hawtrey is kind; he is the only one who can save me," I said to -myself. I made up my mind then and there to go and visit him. - - - - -CHAPTER XIV - - -At that moment I had no thought of either right or wrong. I was -determined to go straight forward and appeal to a very generous and -chivalrous man to help me; I thought he could do it, and I believed that -no one else in all the world would. I ran quickly upstairs--what a -comfort it was to know that Morris was nowhere in sight, how delightful -was the sensation of putting on my own hat and jacket, of tying a scarf -round my neck and slipping my hands into my gloves. It was also -perfectly delicious not to be obliged to look even once into the -glass--little did I care at that moment how I looked! - -I had a small sealskin purse; I slipped the purse inside my muff and -went downstairs. Soon it would be too warm to wear muffs, for the fine -summer weather was fast approaching, but I was glad of mine to-day. -Perhaps my sorrow had chilled me, for I felt rather cold. A taxi-cab -came slowly by; I motioned to the man to stop. I got in, telling the -driver to take me to 24c, Green Street, "And go as quickly as you can," -I said. I was all impatience, and the possibility of Lord Hawtrey being -out did not once occur to me. - -We got to Green Street in a very few minutes and drew up at the right -number. There was "24c," painted in most distinct lettering on the -highly-enamelled door. The door was enamelled a very soft shade of -green, and I thought it looked remarkably well. I also remarked the -flower boxes in each of the windows and how fresh and smart the flowers -looked, but somehow they did not please me. I supposed that Lord Hawtrey -had a passion for flowers, otherwise he would never have given me those -roses. I hated the memory of those roses now; this time yesterday how -passionately I had loved them, but now I hated them. I had supposed that -they had come from my own true love, and they had in reality been the -gift of an old man who might have been my father, for so I considered -Lord Hawtrey. - -I stepped out of the cab, paid the driver his fare, saw him move away, -and then ran up the low flight of steps and rang the bell. - -"Is Lord Hawtrey in?" I asked of the man in livery who attended to my -summons. - -A reply in the negative was instantly given to me. - -"His lordship is out, miss." The man gave me a cold stare. But I was far -too excited to think about his manner. - -"Will he be in soon?" I asked. "I have come to see Lord Hawtrey on very -important business." - -"If you will step inside, miss, I will make inquiries. May I ask if his -lordship is expecting you?" - -"No," I answered. "This is Lady Helen Dalrymple's card; I have come from -her house." - -The man took the card and gave me a second glance, which now showed -absolute respect. How magical was the effect of my stepmother's name! I -wondered at it. I was glad that I had put a few of her cards in my -purse. - -In a very few minutes the servant returned to say that his lordship -would be in almost immediately, and asking me if I would wish to wait in -the white boudoir. - -I said yes. Little did I care where I waited at that instant. The -servant conducted me upstairs to a pretty room, which must have been -arranged for a lady's comfort. It was furnished in white. The walls were -white, so was the furniture. The only bit of colour anywhere was a very -soft, very bright crimson carpet, into which one's feet sank. The effect -of the crimson carpet on the white room was extremely effective. There -were no pictures round the walls, but there were a great many mirrors, -so that as I entered I caught the reflection of myself from many points -of view. I sat down on a low chair and was glad to find that I could no -longer look at my small, tired face. - -The minutes passed; a little clock over the mantelpiece told me the -time. Five minutes went by, ten, fifteen, then there was a sound -downstairs, men's voices talking together, men laughing and chatting -volubly, some ladies joining in their talk. Then there was a sudden kind -of hush. All the visitors entered a room a considerable way off, and a -minute later there was a hurried ascending of the stairs, the door was -opened with a sort of impetuosity, and Lord Hawtrey, looking slightly -flushed, surprised, and not altogether pleased, entered the room. - -"My dear Miss Dalrymple," he began, "I am amazed to see you here -and--and charmed, of course--but is there anything wrong, is there -anything I can do for you? What is it, my dear little girl?" - -Lord Hawtrey dropped his society manners on the spot. With his quick, -kind eyes he read the distress on my face. - -"I want you to help me," I said, "I want to speak to you all alone--but -you have brought visitors in. May I stay here until they go?" - -"Oh, no, that won't do at all. Of course, I should be delighted to talk -to you now; let me think. My sister, Lady Mary Percy, is downstairs--I -will see her. She will come and talk with you." - -"But it is you I want to see, Lord Hawtrey." - -"Leave the matter in my hands, dear child, I'll attend to everything. By -the way, where is your stepmother and where is your father to-day?" - -"They have gone in the motor-car into the country." - -"I will see my sister; she will be with you in a minute or two." - -Lord Hawtrey left the room. I felt puzzled and distressed. I wondered if -I had done wrong. A very few moments passed and then the same servant -who had admitted me appeared, bearing a charming little tray which held -afternoon tea for two. - -"Lady Mary Percy will be here in a moment, miss," he said, "she desires -you not to wait for her." - -I did wait. I did not want tea, nor did I want to see Lady Mary, but in -a very few minutes, true to the servant's words, she appeared. She was a -very pretty woman, and looked quite young beside her brother. She had a -kind, thoughtful face, a high-bred face, the face of one who had never -in the whole of her life thought of anything except what was good and -noble. I was certain of that the moment I saw her. I was glad now that -Lord Hawtrey had asked her to come to me. In my excitement I forgot that -she must think my conduct strange, and must wonder what sort of a girl -I, Heather Dalrymple, was. She came up to me and held out her hand, then -she looked into my face. - -"Lord Hawtrey has begged of me to come and see you. Shall we have some -tea together?" - -She sat down at once and poured out tea for us both. She offered me a -cup, and I felt that I should be very rude if I refused it. It was with -difficulty I could either eat or drink, but Lady Mary seemed to expect -me to do so, and for her sake I made an effort. The tea did me good, for -it was strong and fragrant, the bread and butter was delicious, it did -me good also. I felt more like a child and less like an anguished, -storm-tossed woman than I had done before that meal. When it came to an -end Lady Mary touched a silver gong, and presently a woman, dressed -beautifully all in white, and whom Lady Mary called Blanche, appeared. - -"Take these things away, please, Blanche," she said, "and order my -carriage to be at the door in half an hour." - -"Yes, my lady," replied Blanche. - -She removed the tea things, the door was shut behind her, and Lady Mary -and I faced each other. - -"Now," she said, "you had better tell me what you intended to say to my -brother, Lord Hawtrey. I can see that you are in trouble, and I should -very much like to help you." - -"Oh, but it is impossible to tell you," I replied. - -The colour rushed into my cheeks, then it receded, leaving them very -pale. I knew they were pale, for I felt so cold. - -Lady Mary changed her seat. She came over, took a low chair, seated -herself by my side, and stretching out her hand, clasped one of mine in -hers. - -"Dear," she said, in a gentle tone, "you are very young, are you not?" - -"I suppose so," I answered, "but I do not feel so. I am eighteen." - -"Ah! But eighteen is extremely young; I know that, who am twenty-eight; -my brother Hawtrey is forty." - -"I know," I said, "your brother is old, is he not? I thought I might -come to see a kind old man. Have I done wrong?" - -"No, child, you have not done wrong; nevertheless, you have done -something that the world would not approve of. Now, I want you to come -away to my house. I live in another part of London; in my house you can -see my brother if you wish, but why do you not confide in me? I should -like to be your friend." - -I looked straight up at her. After all, she was nearer to my own age. -Could I not tell her? I said impulsively: - -"I will go away to your house with you and I will tell you there, and -you can advise me what I ought really to do." - -"Yes, I am sure that will be much the wisest plan. And now let us talk -of other matters." - -She began to chat in a light, winsome voice. After a time she begged of -me to excuse her and went downstairs. She came back again in a few -minutes. - -"I have told my brother that you would tell me what you intended to say -to him, and he is quite pleased with the idea," she said, "and my -carriage is now at the door, so shall we go?" - -"Yes," I answered. - -We went downstairs together. We entered a very luxurious carriage, which -was drawn by a pair of spirited bay horses. In a few minutes we found -ourselves in another part of fashionable London. I cannot even to this -day recall the name of the street. The house was not at all unlike Lord -Hawtrey's house; it was furnished with the same severity, and the same -excellent taste. Lady Mary took me into a little boudoir, which was -destitute of knick-knacks and bric-a-brac. But it had many flowers, and, -what I greatly enjoyed, a comfortable sense of space. My hostess drew a -cushioned chair forward and desired me to sit in it; I did so. Then she -seated herself and took one of my hands. - -"Your story, Miss Heather Dalrymple?" she said. - -"I will tell you," I answered. "Perhaps you will be dreadfully angry, -but I cannot help it, you must know. I am eighteen and Lord Hawtrey is -forty. I think Lord Hawtrey one of the best men in all the world; he is -so kind and he has such a beautiful way with him. Last night he dined at -our house and afterwards he came to see me quite by myself, and he spoke -as no other man ever spoke to me before, only you must understand, -please, and not be angry, that I could not do what he wanted. He wanted -a very young girl like me, a girl who knows nothing at all of life, -to--to marry him. Do you think that was fair or right, Lady Mary Percy?" - -Lady Mary's brown eyes seemed to dance in her head. It was with an -effort she suppressed something which might have been a smile or might -have been a frown. After a minute's silence she said gently: - -"It altogether depends on the girl to whom such a speech is addressed." - -"I know that," I answered, "but this girl, the girl who is now talking -to you ... I cannot even try to explain to you what a simple life I have -lived--just the very quietest, and with a dear, dear old lady, who is -poor, and doesn't know anything about the luxuries of the rich people of -London. She has brought me up, during all the years I have been with -her, to think nothing whatsoever of riches; she has got that idea so -firmly into my mind that I don't think it can be uprooted. So whatever -happens, I am not likely to care for Lord Hawtrey because he is rich, -nor to care for him because he is a nobleman or has high rank, or -anything of that sort. I said to him last night: 'You don't want to -force me to be your wife,' and he answered, 'You must come to me of your -own free will.' Well, it is just this, Lady Mary. I can never come to -him of my own free will, never, never!" - -"He told me, child," said Lady Mary, in a quiet, low, very level sort of -voice, "that he had spoken to you. I was a good deal astonished; I -thought the advantages were on your side. You must forgive me; you have -spoken frankly to me, it is my turn to speak frankly to you--I thought -the disadvantages were on his side. A very young, innocent, ignorant -girl, I did not think a suitable wife for my brother, but he assured me -that he loved you, he assured me also that there was something about you -which wins hearts. That being the case, I--well, I said no more. Now you -speak to me as though I earnestly desired this marriage. I do not -earnestly desire it--I don't wish for it at all." - -"Then you will prevent it? How splendid of you!" I said, and I bent -forward as though I would kiss her hand. - -She moved slightly away from me. She was in touch with me, but not -altogether in touch at that moment. - -"I will tell you what has really happened," I said. "I must. I admire -your brother beyond words, I know how tremendously he has honoured me, -and I think somehow, if things were different, that I might feel tempted -to--just to do what he wants. But things are so circumstanced that I -cannot possibly do what Lord Hawtrey wishes, for I love another man. He -is quite young, he--he and I love each other tremendously. He asked me -this morning to be his wife and I accepted him. I was in the Park when I -met him, and he asked me there and then. We walked home together, my -maid was with us, so I suppose it was all right. This is a very queer -world, where there seems no freedom for any young girl. I brought Vernon -Carbury----" - -"Whom did you say?" - -"Captain Carbury, I mean. I brought him into the room with my father and -mother--or my stepmother--and--he told them what he wanted. They sent me -away--I was rather frightened when they did that--and when they had him -all alone they spoke to him and they told him that he was to go out of -my life, because, Lady Mary, your brother, Lord Hawtrey, was to come -in. They said that they wanted me to marry your brother, and I won't--I -can't--and I much want you to help me in this matter." - -"Upon my word!" said Lady Mary. She rose abruptly and began to pace the -room. "You are the queerest girl I ever met! There must be some queer -sort of witchery about you. On a certain night you are proposed to by my -brother Hawtrey, the head of our house, one of the richest men in -England, and certainly one of the most nobly born. You snub him, just as -though he were a nobody. On the following morning you receive a proposal -from Vernon Carbury, he who was engaged to Lady Dorothy Vinguard." - -"Yes, but all that is at an end," I said. - -"I know, I know. Dorothy is not a perfectly silly girl like you, and she -is marrying a man older and richer and greater than Carbury. And so you -have fallen in love with him? Yes, I know; those blue eyes of his would -be certain to make havoc in more than one girl's heart. It is a pretty -tale, upon my word it is, and out of the common. Now you have confided -things to me, I don't think Hawtrey will trouble you any more; perhaps I -can see to that. Would you like to go back home--and before you go, is -there anything I can do for you?" - -"No, oh, no," I said, "you have made me quite happy!" - -"I am glad of that. You are a very strange girl; I suppose you will -marry Captain Carbury some day. You are, of course, quite unaware of the -fact that Hawtrey must have loved you beyond the ordinary when he made -up his mind to take as a wife the daughter of Major Grayson?" - -I sprang to my feet. - -"What do you mean by those words?" - -"Don't you know, child, don't you know?" - -"I know nothing, except that my father is the best man in all the -world." - -Lady Mary looked at me, at first with scorn, then a strange, new, -softened, pitying expression flashed over her face. - -"You poor little girl!" she said. "Have you never suspected, have you -never guessed, why he married Lady Helen Dalrymple, and why he took her -name, and why----" - -"Don't tell me any more," I said, "please don't, I would rather not -know. Good-bye--you have been kind, you have meant to be very kind, but -you are hinting at something quite awful--all the same, I will find -out--yes, I will find out! My father do a mean thing! Indeed, you little -know him. Good-bye, Lady Mary." - -"Stay, child; the carriage must take you home." - -"No, I will walk," I said. - -My heart was burning within me. I really thought that I should break -down, but although I heard Lady Mary ring her bell, and passed an -astonished servant coming up the stairs in answer to her summons, I -managed to get into the street before she could interfere. I was glad of -this. I must walk, I must get away from myself, I must find out once for -all what terrible thing was the matter--what secret there was in my -father's life. - -I walked and walked, and was so absorbed in myself and my own -reflections, that I was quite oblivious of the fact that people glanced -at me from time to time. I had not the manner of a London girl, and did -not wear the dress of the sort of girl who walks about London -unattended. At last I came to a big park--I think now it must have been -Regent's Park, but I am by no means sure. The trees looked cool and -inviting, the grass was green, there were broad paths and, of course, -there were flowers everywhere. It occurred to me then, as I entered the -park and sat down on a low seat not far from the water, that I could not -possibly do better in existing circumstances than go back to Aunt -Penelope. If I could only see Aunt Penelope once more I should know what -to do, and I should force her to tell me my father's story. - -"It is positively wrong to keep it from me," I thought; "I cannot act in -the dark, I cannot endure this suspense; whatever has happened, he is -right, he is good, he is splendid and noble. Nothing would induce me to -believe anything against him." - -I took my purse out of my pocket, and opening it, spread its contents on -the palm of my hand. I had three pounds in my purse, plenty of money, -therefore, to go back to the dear little village where I had been -brought up. - - - - -CHAPTER XV - - -I think God gave me great courage that day, for I really acted like a -girl who was accustomed to going about by herself, who knew her way -about London, and who was saving with regard to money matters. I had -come out of one of the richest houses in London; I had left a house -where I was attended all day and practically half the night, where -my slightest wish was considered, where the most beautiful clothes -were given to me, and the most lovely things--that is, to all -appearance--happened to me. I went out of that awful house, which I -hated, which I loathed, just because it was so rich, so stifling with -luxury, and felt that each minute I was becoming a woman, and that soon, -very soon, I should be quite grown up. - -I got to Paddington Station and took the first train to Cherton. Cherton -is not far from a great centre, and, as a rule, you have to change -trains and get into a "local" before you can arrive at the little -old-world place. I travelled third, of course, and had quite an -interesting journey. My compartment was full and I enjoyed looking at -my companions. They were the sort of people who do travel third--I mean -they were the sort of people who have a right to travel third. A great -many ladies now go third-class when they ought to go second or first, -but these people had a right to their third-class compartment, and -thoroughly they seemed to enjoy themselves. They brought parcels -innumerable; some of them brought birds in cages. There was a small, -sharp-looking boy who had a pet weasel in his pocket. The weasel thrust -out his head now and then and looked at us with his cunning bright eyes, -and then darted back once more into his place of shelter. The boy looked -intensely happy with his weasel; in fact, the creature seemed to -comprise all his world. I managed to enter into conversation with the -boy, and he told me that he was going to Cherton to be apprenticed to an -old uncle of his; he was to learn the boot and shoe business and was to -make a good thing of it, so that he might be rich enough to help his -father and mother by and by. He had nice, honest, brown eyes, and when I -asked him his name he said that he was called Jack Martin, but that most -of his friends called him Jack Tar. They all thought he would fail--all -except Sam--but Sam prognosticated his success. I asked the boy who -"Sam" was, and he answered in his simple, direct way: - -"Why, he's my best pal, lydy." - -I liked the little fellow when he answered in that fashion, and told him -in a low voice that I was also going to Cherton, that I had spent many -years in that little, out-of-the-world village, and that I was going to -seek my aunt. He was much interested, and we became so chummy that he -offered me the loan of "Frisky," as he called the weasel, for a short -time, if I'd be very kind to it. I thanked him much for the honour he -meant to confer on me, but explained that I was not in the habit of -carrying weasels about with me, and perhaps would not understand -"Frisky's" manners. - -"He's a rare 'un for giving you a nip," said the boy in reply, "but Lor' -bless yer, that don't matter. There's nothing wicious about he." - -The other people in the carriage were also interested in the boy, and -even more so in "Frisky," who by and by extended his peregrinations from -one person to another, nibbling up a few crumbs of cake, and putting -away with disdain morsels of orange peel, and altogether behaving like a -well-behaved weasel of independent mind. The boy said he hoped "Frisky" -would be allowed to sleep in his bed at his uncle's place, and the women -sympathised, the men also expressing their hearty wishes on the subject. - -"And why not?" said one very burly-looking farmer. "I'd a whole nest of -'em once, and purtier little dears I never handled." - -The third-class carriage was, indeed, packed full; the endless luggage, -the boxes little and big, boxes that went on the rack and boxes that -would not go on the rack, but stuck out all over the narrow passage and -got into everyone's way. There were shawls, and a pretty bird in a cage, -and a white rabbit in another cage, and bundles innumerable. But -everyone talked and laughed and became chatty and agreeable. The boy was -the first to tell his story. It was a very simple one. He was poor; his -father and mother had just saved up money enough to apprentice him to -Uncle Ben Rogers. He was going to him; he was off his parents now, and -would never trouble them again, God helping him. - -By and by the people in the carriage turned their attention full on me. -They had confided their histories each to the other, their simple -stories of love and of hate, of ill-nature and of good-nature, of stormy -days of privation and full days of plenty. Now it was my turn. I was -assailed by innumerable questions. "Why did I wear such smart clothes? -Where did I get the feather that was in my hat? Why did I, being a lydy, -travel with the likes of them?" - -I told these good, kind creatures that I loved to travel with them, and -that I hated wealth and grand people. I said also that I was going back -to a kind aunt of mine, who hated fine clothes as much as I was -beginning to hate them, and that I earnestly hoped she would let me stay -with her. I said that I was a very miserable girl, and then they all -pitied me, and one woman said, "Poor thing, poor, pretty young thing!" -and another took my hand and squeezed it, and said, "Bear up, my deary, -God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb." I did not exactly know what she -meant, but I took comfort from her kindly words and kindly face. And so -at last we got out at the big junction and then I took the little train -to Cherton. One or two of my fellow-travellers, amongst others the boy -with the weasel, accompanied me. He was looking a little nervous, and -when I said: - -"I'll come and see you some day," his little woebegone face brightened -up considerably, and he answered: - -"Don't forget, lydy, as I'm mostly known as Jack Tar, although I was -never at sea in the whole course of my life; but my father makes tar, -and I was christened Jack, so what could be more likely than that I -should be called Jack Tar?" He then added again that his real name was -Martin; but that was no use to him at all, he was always "Jack Tar," and -he would not like to be anything else. - -I smiled at the boy and we parted the best of friends. Cherton looked -perfectly lovely. It was just the crown of the year, that time in early -May when, if the weather is fine, the whole world seems to put out her -brightest and sweetest fragrance. The may trees were not yet in bloom, -it is true, but the blackthorn was abundant, and as to the primroses and -violets, they seemed to carpet the place. My heart beat faster and -faster. Oh, the old streets, and the little town, and the happy, -peaceful life I had led here! Would Aunt Penelope be glad to see me? Of -course she would. She was not a demonstrative old woman, but she was -good to me; she, of course, had been very good to me. From the time she -had taken me--a tiny, motherless girl--from my father, she had done her -best in her own fashion for me. After all, I had not been so long away -from her, only a few months; but so much had been crowded into those -months that the time seemed years. - -I had--I knew quite well--stepped from childhood into womanhood. My eyes -had been opened to discern good from evil, but I was glad of that; I was -glad, more than glad, that Cherton meant good to me, and that London -meant evil. I recalled the first time I had come to Cherton and what a -miserable little child I had been, and how I had rushed away, all by -myself, to the railway station to meet the train by which Anastasia was -to come. Things were different now. Now Cherton meant home, and I had, I -will own it, almost forgotten Anastasia. - -At last I mounted the little hill which led to Hill View, Aunt -Penelope's house. I wondered if the same Jonas would open the door for -me who had parted with me with many tears on the morning when I had gone -with such a light heart to join my father in London. I reached the -little brown house. It looked exactly the same as ever, only that, of -course, the spring flowers were coming out. There were a great many -ranunculuses in the garden, and the irises were coming out of their -sheaths and putting on their purple bloom, and there were heaps and -heaps of tulips of different shades and colour. These were real flowers; -these were the sort that I loved, the sort that Vernon Carbury would -love if he saw them. These were very different from the hothouse roses -and the flowers of rare beauty which decorated Lord Hawtrey's house. - -I walked up the path which led to the front door with the confident step -of a girl who is returning home; I rang the door bell. At first there -was silence, no one replied to my summons; then a head was pushed out of -a door down the area, there was a muffled exclamation, and somebody came -scampering up the stairs, and there--yes, there--was the old Jonas -waiting for me! - -"Jonas," I said, "don't you know me?" - -"Miss Heather," he answered. His face grew scarlet, and then turned very -white; the next minute, forgetting altogether his position, he took both -my hands and dragged me into the house. - -"Was it in answer to the big prayer that you've come?" he said. "Speak, -and speak at once. I'm a Methody, I be. I had a big prayer last night; I -wrestled with the Lord for you to come back. Was it in answer to that -you come?" - -"Perhaps so, I don't know--who can tell? Oh, Jonas! is anything wrong?" - -"Stop knocking at the door!" shouted a familiar voice, and then I gave a -scream, half of pleasure, half of pain, and dashed into the parlour and -went up to Polly. I could not be afraid of her any longer, and although -she was not at all a friendly bird to me, and never had been during all -the years I had lived with her, yet she was so far subdued at present -that she allowed me to ruffle the feathers on the top of her grey head. - -"Where's Aunt Penelope?" I said then, turning to Jonas. - -"Upstairs in bed. The doctor he come and the doctor he goes and I do -what I can, but 'tain't much. She's off her feed and she's off her luck, -and she's in bed. She's got me in to tidy up this morning, she did so. -She said, 'Jonas, it ain't correct, but it must be done; you bring in -your broom and tea leaves and sweep up,' she said, 'and then dust,' she -said, 'and I will lie buried under the clothes, so that you won't see a -bit of my head. It's quite a decent thing to do when it's done like -that, Jonas; and don't make any bones about it, for it's to be done.' So -I done her up as best I could, and oh, my word! the room did want it -badly. There now, that's her bell. Doctor says she should stay in bed -and not stir, but she hears voices, and she's that mad with curiosity. -Doctor thinks maybe she's going; doctor don't like her state, but I does -the best I can. I'm getting her beef-tea ready for her now, Miss -Heather, and maybe you'll take it up to her. It's you she's been -fretting for; she's never held up her head since you went, but don't you -go to suppose she spoke of you. No, she never once did. But her -head--she never kept it up. Don't you fret about her, Miss Heather; you -have come back, and it's in answer to prayer. Now then, come along with -me into the kitchen. I'll shout at her to let her know I'm here, but -I'll not mention your name. Coming, ma'am--heating up the -beef-tea--coming in a twink! There, Miss Heather, she'll know now I'm -coming, and you--you get along to the kitchen as fast as you can and -watch me, to see as I does it right." - -I went with Jonas to the little old-world kitchen. He really was not a -bad boy, this present Jonas, for the kitchen, seeing that its mistress -was so long out of it, was fairly clean, and his attempt at making -beef-tea was fairly good, after all. While Jonas was warming the -beef-tea and making a tiny piece of toast, I removed my hat and jacket -and smoothed my hair, and when the refreshment was ready I took it -upstairs with me, up and up the narrow, short flight of creaking stairs. -I passed my own tiny bedroom, and there was Aunt Penelope's room, facing -the stairs. I opened the door very softly and stood for a second on the -threshold. - -"Now, what is it?" said a cantankerous voice. "Jonas, you're off your -head. It's just because I admitted you to my bedroom to-day to sweep and -dust. But come in, don't be shy. There is nothing against your coming -into the room with an old lady. You can lay the tray on the table and -walk out again without looking at me." - -"It isn't Jonas," I said, standing half-hidden by the door, -"it's--it's--Heather. I have come back, auntie." - -The moment I said the words I went right in. Aunt Penelope drew herself -bolt upright in bed. She did look a very withered, very ill, and very -neglected old lady. Her face was hard and stern, but in her eyes that -moment there burnt the light of love. Those eyes looked straight into -mine. - -"Heather, you're back?" - -"Yes, of course I am, auntie, and now you must take your beef-tea and -tell me all about everything. How are you, darling, and why did you get -ill, and why did you never write or send for your own child, -Heather?--and, oh! you have been naughty! But I have come back, and I -mean to stay for just as long as you want me." - -"Then that will be for ever and ever, Amen," said Aunt Penelope. She -laid her hot, dry old hand in mine, and she raised her face for me to -kiss her. I stooped and did so, and then I said, almost sternly, for it -was my turn now to take the upper hand-- - -"You will have to allow me to wait on you; and you're not to talk at -all, nor to expect any news from me whatsoever, until you have had your -beef-tea, and until I have made you comfortable. Dear, dear, you do want -your child Heather, very badly, auntie." - -"Badly," said Aunt Penelope. "I wanted you, Heather, unto death--unto -death, but _he_ said that you were to come when the season was over. I -counted that perhaps you'd come in August. It's only May now, and the -season has just begun. I counted for August, although I scarcely -expected to live." - -"No more talking," I said, trying to be stern, although it was very -difficult, and then I sat on the edge of the bed and watched Aunt -Penelope as she sipped her beef-tea and ate some morsels of toast. - -I forgot myself as I watched her. My own sufferings seemed to be far -away and of no consequence. My tired heart settled down suddenly into a -great peace. I was home once more. - - - - -CHAPTER XVI - - -When Aunt Penelope had finished her little meal, I proceeded to get -fresh linen from the linen cupboard upstairs, and fresh, clean towels; I -also went down to the kitchen and brought up a big can of hot water, and -then I proceeded to wash her face and hands and to change her linen and -make her bed, and altogether refresh the dear old lady. How I loved -doing these things for her! I felt quite happy and my own trouble -receded into the background with this employment. When I had done all -that was necessary, the doctor, the same who had attended me so often in -my childish ailments, came in. He was delighted to see me, and gave me a -most hearty welcome. - -"Miss Heather," he said, "you are good. Now this is delightful--now I -have every hope of having my old friend on her feet once more." - -Aunt Penelope gave him one of her grim smiles--she could not smile in -any other way if she were to try for a hundred years. The doctor -examined her, felt her pulse, took her temperature, said that she was -decidedly better, ordered heaps of nourishment, and desired me to follow -him downstairs. - -"What possessed you to come back, Miss Grayson?" he said, when we found -ourselves together in the little drawing-room. - -I told him that I had not come back because the news of Aunt Penelope's -illness had reached me, but for a quite different reason, and one which -I could not divulge, even to him. - -"But that is very strange," he said, "for I wrote three days ago to ask -your father to send you back immediately. I was quite tired out -expecting you and wondering at your silence. I would not tell the dear -old lady for fear of disappointing her. Your coming back of your own -accord and without hearing anything is really most extraordinary, _most_ -astounding. But, there! you have come, and now it's all right." - -"You may be certain, doctor," I replied, "that I will do my utmost for -Aunt Penelope, and that she shall want for nothing as long as I can -obtain it for her." - -"Good girl; you are a good girl, Heather," he replied; "you are doing -the right thing, and God will bless you. I may as well tell you that I -was exceedingly anxious about your aunt this morning. You see, she had -nobody to look after her; that boy did his best, but he couldn't be -expected to know, and when I suggested a nurse, or even a charwoman, -bless me, child, she nearly ate my head off! She is a troublesome old -woman, is your aunt, Miss Heather, but a most worthy soul. Well, it's -all right now, and my mind is much relieved." - -I went upstairs a few minutes later to find Aunt Penelope sitting up in -bed and looking wonderfully fresh and cheerful. - -"Now just sit down by me, Heather," she said, "and tell me the news. Why -have you come back? I made up my mind that I'd keep my vow and promise -to your father not to ask for you, even if I died without seeing you, -until August." - -"But that was very wrong of you, auntie, and you ought not to be at all -proud of yourself for having made such a vow." - -"Well, I made it, and I'm the last sort of woman to break my word. But -you have come back, so it's all right now. Did you dream about me or -anything of that sort?" - -"Oh, no," I answered. "I came back, dear auntie--I came back of my own -accord." - -"What!" said Aunt Penelope. "Heather, child, I am not very strong, and -you mustn't startle me. You don't mean to say, you don't mean to hint, -that you--you aren't happy with your father?" - -"I'd be always happy with father," I answered, "always, always. But the -fact is, I don't think, Auntie Pen, dear, I don't think I love my -stepmother very much." - -"Thank the Lord for that!" exclaimed Miss Penelope. "She must be a -horror, from all I can gather." - -"I don't like her, auntie." - -"You ran away, then? Is that what you mean? They'll be coming for you, -they'll be trying to get you back; I know their ways, Heather. But now -that you are here, you must promise to stay with me until the worst is -over; you will promise, won't you? I don't pretend to deny, child, that -I have missed you a good bit, yes, a very great deal. I am a proud old -woman, but I don't mind owning that I have fretted for you, my child, -considerably." - -"And I for you," I replied. "I am happy in the old house: I am glad to -have returned." - -"I am not too weak to learn the truth," said Aunt Penelope. "I have, in -my humble opinion, the first right to you, for it was I who trained you -and who gave you what little education you possess; therefore I hold -that I have a right. What did that woman do, why did you run away from -her? As to your father, poor chap--well, of course, he's bound heart and -soul to the horrible creature, but that's what comes from doing wrong. -Your father did a very bad thing and----" - -"Aunt Penelope," I interrupted--I took her hand and held it -firmly--"don't--don't tell me to-night." - -She looked at me out of her hard, bright eyes, then seemed to collapse -into herself, then said slowly-- - -"Very well, I won't, I won't tell you to-night, that is, if you promise -to say why you have returned." - -"I will tell you," I answered. "Auntie, Lady Helen's house is the world, -and you taught me to despise the world; you taught me not to spend my -time and my money on dress and grand things; you taught me not to waste -such a short, valuable, precious thing as life. Oh, Aunt Penelope, in -that house people do nothing but kill time, and my Daddy is in it--my -own Daddy! You know how brisk he used to be, how bright, how determined, -but now--something seems to be eating into his heart, and breaking his -strength and spirit--and--people have hinted things about him!" - -Aunt Penelope nodded her head. - -"They're likely to," she answered. "Major Grayson could not expect -matters to be otherwise." - -"But, auntie, that is one of the hardest things of all. My darling -father is not even called Major Grayson--he has to take the name of -Dalrymple." - -"What!" said Aunt Penelope. "Does he dare to be ashamed of his father's -honest name?" - -"I don't understand," I answered. "But I am called Dalrymple, -too--Heather Dalrymple." - -"Don't repeat the words again, child; they make a hideous combination." - -"Well," I continued, "the house did not please me nor the people who -came to it, and I hardly ever saw father, and I lived my own life. Lady -Carrington was very kind to me, and I went to her when I could, but my -stepmother was impatient, and did not want me to spend my time with her, -and she put obstacles in the way, so that I could not see my kind friend -very often. Still, I had no idea of deserting father and of going back -to you; the thought of returning to you only came to me to-day--to-day, -when I was in awful agony. Oh, auntie, dear, I can put it into a few -words. I have met--I have met at Lady Carrington's house one----" - -"You're in love, child," said Aunt Penelope. "I might have guessed it, -it is the way of most women. I had half hoped that you'd escape. I never -fell in love--I would not let myself." - -"Oh, but if the right man came along, you could not help it," I replied. - -"Then you think he is the right man--you have found your Mr. Right?" - -"Yes, I have found the one whom I love with all my heart and soul; he is -good. You would love him, too--but there's another man----" - -"Two! God bless me!" said Aunt Penelope. "In my day a girl thought -herself lucky if she found one man to care for her, but two! It doesn't -sound proper." - -"The other man is rich, and--oh, he's nice, he's awfully nice, only he -is old--I won't tell you his name, there is no use--but Lady Helen -wanted me to marry the rich old man, and to give up the young man whom I -love, and--and father seemed to wish it, too--and somehow, auntie -darling, I can't do it--I can't--so I have run away to you." - -"Where you will stay," said my aunt, speaking in a firm and cheery -voice, "until the Lord wills to show me clearly the right in this -matter. You marry an old man whom you don't love, my sister's child -exposed to such torture as that!--child, I am glad you came to me, you -anyway showed a gleam of common sense." - -"And you have taken me in," I answered, "and I'm ever so happy; it is -home to be back with you." - -Thus ended my first evening with Aunt Penelope. That night I slept again -in my little old bed in my tiny chamber, and so kindly do we revert to -the old times and to the things of youth that I felt more at home in -that little bed and slept sounder there than I had done since I left it. -I had gone out into the world, and the world had treated me badly. I was -not destined, however, to stay long in peace and quietness at Aunt -Penelope's. On the very next day there arrived a letter from my father. -I recognised the handwriting, and as I carried Aunt Penelope up her tea -and toast and her lightly-boiled fresh egg, I took the letter also, -guessing in my heart of hearts what its contents were. - -"Here is a letter from father, auntie," I said. - -She looked into my face and immediately opened it. She was decidedly on -the mend that morning: she said she had slept very well. As I stood by -her bedside she calmly read the letter, then she handed it to me; I also -read the few words scribbled on it:-- - - We are in great perplexity and very unhappy, Penelope. My dear wife - and I returned unexpectedly from Brighton last night, and found - that Heather had been out all day. Her maid was in a distracted - state. I am writing to know if by any chance she has gone back to - you? I have just been to Carrington's; she is not with them. I - think the child would probably go to you; in any case, will you - send me a telegram on receipt of this, to say if she is with you or - not? - - Your unhappy brother-in-law, - - GORDON GRAYSON. - -"What do you mean to do?" I said to Aunt Penelope, as I laid the letter -back again on her breakfast tray. - -"Leave it to me," she said. "You're but a silly sort of child, and never -half know what you ought to be doing. You want wiser heads than your own -to guide you." - -"But you won't tell him--you won't tell him?" I repeated. - -Aunt Penelope made no remark, but began munching her toast with -appetite. - -"You do cook well, Heather," she said. "Although you are a society girl -I can see that you'll never forget the lessons I imparted to you." - -"I hope not," I answered. - -"I consider you a very sensible girl." Here Aunt Penelope began to -attack her egg. - -"Really?" I answered. - -"Yes, very. You have acted with judgment and forethought; I am pleased -with you, I don't attempt to deny it. Now then, what do you say to my -telling your father exactly where you are?" - -"But, of course, you won't--you could not." - -"Don't you bother me about what I won't or I could not do, for I tell -you I will do anything in the world that takes my fancy, and my fancy at -the present moment is to see you through a difficult pass. I don't trust -Gordon Grayson--could not, after what has happened." - -"Auntie! _How_ can you speak like that!" - -"There you go, flying out for no reason at all. Now, please tell me, -what sort of person is that young man you care for--I hate to repeat the -word love. To 'care for' a man is _quite_ sufficient before marriage; of -course, you may do what you like afterwards--anyhow, you care for or -love, forsooth! this youth. What is he like?" - -"Just splendid," I said. "I have put him into my gallery of heroes." - -"Oh, now you are talking rubbish! Is he the sort of man your dear -mother, my blessed sister, would have approved of your marrying? Think -carefully and tell me the truth." - -"I am sure she would," I replied, "for he is honest and tender-hearted, -and poor and true, and devoted to me, and I love him with all my heart -and soul!" - -"Poof, child, poof! You're in love and that's a horrid state for any -girl to be in; it's worse in a girl than in a man. You haven't a -likeness of him by any chance, have you?" - -"No, he never gave me his photograph, but he's very--I mean he is quite -handsome." - -"You needn't have told me that, for, of course, I know it. He is -handsome in your eyes. You have no photograph, however, to prove your -words; you are just in love with this youth, and your father wants you -to return because he and that grand lady of his intend you to marry the -old gentleman with the money. What sort is the old man? Is he in trade, -in the butter business, or tobacco, or what?" - -"Oh, no, he's a lord," I said feebly. - -"Heaven preserve us--a lord! Then if you married him you'd be a -countess?" - -"I don't know--perhaps I should; I don't want to marry him." - -"You blessed child! And he is rich, I suppose?" - -"I'm sure he is very rich, but then I don't care about riches." - -"Heather, you mustn't keep me the whole day chattering. When a girl -begins on the subject of her sweethearts she never stops, and I have -plenty of things to attend to. Here's a list of provisions I wrote out -early this morning. I want you to go into the town and buy them for me. -Don't forget one single thing; go right through the list and buy -everything. Here's thirty shillings; you oughtn't to spend anything like -all that. But pay for the things down on the nail the minute you have -purchased them. Now then, off with you, and I will consider the subject -of your sweethearts. Upon my word, to think of a mite like you having -two!" - -I left Aunt Penelope's room and went out and bought the things she -required. She had a troublesome lot of commissions, and they took me -some time to execute. When I had done so I returned home again. - -"You are to go up to your aunt's room, and as quickly as you can, miss," -said Jonas, when I found myself in the little hall. - -"Jonas," I said, "several nice things will be sent in from the shops, -and I have got a little bird for auntie's tea, and I want you to cook it -just beautifully." - -"You trust me," said Jonas. "I'll see to that." - -He left me, and I went upstairs to Aunt Penelope's room. - -"The doctor has been, Heather, and he says you are the finest medicine -he ever heard of, and that my chest is much better, and I am practically -out of the wood; but here's a telegram from your father." - -"Oh!" I said, breathlessly, "has he discovered anything?" - -"Read," she answered, gazing at me with her glittering black eyes. - -I read the following words:-- - - Leaving Paddington by the 11.50 train. Hope to be with you about - 1.30. - - GORDON GRAYSON. - -"How did he know? Why is he coming?" I asked, my face turning very -white. - -"He is coming, if you wish to know, Heather, because I asked him to -come. And now, you will have the goodness to sit down by me. No, I am -not hungry for dinner. I won't touch any food until you know the story I -am about to tell you. Sit down where I can see your face, my child. Your -father is coming, of course, because I wish it, and now I have something -to say to you." - -I sat down, feeling just as though my feet were weighted with lead. I -was trembling all over. Aunt Penelope looked at me fixedly; she had the -best heart in the world, but the expression of her face was a little -hard. Her eyes seemed to glitter now as they gazed into mine. - -"Aunt Penelope," I said, suddenly, "be prepared for one thing. Whatever -you tell me, whatever you believe, and doubtless think you have good -cause to believe, I shall never believe, never--if it means anything -against my father." - -"Did I ask you to believe my story, Heather?" - -"No, but you expect me to, all the same," was my reply. - -"I expect you to listen, and not to behave like an idiot. Now sit -perfectly still and let me begin." - -"It doesn't matter, if you don't expect me to believe," I said. - -"Hush! I am tired, I have been dangerously ill, and am not at all -strong. I must get this thing over, or I'll take to worrying, and then I -shall be bad again. Well, now, about your father. You understand, of -course, that he left the army?" - -I nodded. - -"Oh, you take that piece of information very quietly." - -"He told me so himself," I said, after a pause. "Of course, I must -believe what he tells me himself." - -"He told you himself? That's more than I expected Gordon Grayson to do. -However, he has done so, and I don't think the worse of him, not by any -means the worse, as far as that point is concerned. It hasn't occurred -to you, I suppose, my poor little girl, to wonder why a man like your -father is no longer in the army, to wonder why every army man will have -nothing to do with him, to wonder why he married a woman like Lady Helen -Dalrymple, and why she is received in society and he is not?" - -"How can you tell?" I asked, opening my lips in astonishment, "you -weren't there to see." - -"A little bird told me," said Aunt Penelope. - -This was her usual fashion of explaining how certain information got to -her ears: there was always a "little bird" in it; I knew that bird. I -sat very still for a few minutes, then I said, as quietly and patiently -as I could-- - -"Speak." - -"It happened," said Aunt Penelope, "in India, and it happened a long -time ago--the beginning of it happened before you came to live with me, -Heather. Of one thing, at least, I am glad--your poor, sweet mother, my -precious sister, was out of it all. She believed in your father as you -believe in him; she was spared the terrible knowledge of the other side -of his character." - -"Oh, hush! don't say such things." - -"And don't you talk rubbish. Listen to the plain words of a plain old -woman, a woman who, for aught you can tell, may be dying." - -"I am sure you are not, auntie; I have come back to help you to get well -again." - -"I am saying nothing against you, poor child; you are right enough, you -do credit to my training. Had you been left to his tender mercies, God -only knows what sort of creature you'd have grown into. But now I will -begin, continue, and end in as few words as possible. Your father came -courting your mother long years ago in a dear little seaside garrison -town. He was a young lieutenant then, and was very smart, and had a way -with him which I don't think he ever lost." - -I thought of my darling father, with his cheerful, bluff manners, with -his gay laugh, his merry smile, his ready joke. Even still he had "a way -with him," although it must be sadly altered from the time when my -mother was young. - -"Your mother was a good bit my junior, Heather, and she and I kept a -little house together. She was a very pretty girl indeed, and, of -course, men admired her. We were pretty well off in those days, the -pressure of penury had not come near us; we were orphans, but were left -comfortably off. We used to subscribe to all the pleasant things that -took place in our little town, and we occupied ourselves also in good -works, and I think we were loved very much. Your father came along and -got introduced to your mother, and to me, and we both took to him from -the first." - -"Oh, auntie, did you like him, then?" - -"Like him! Of course I did. Heather, he was just the sort of man to -beguile young girls to their destruction. - -"Well, he cast his spell over your mother, and people began to talk -about them both, and I began to get into a rage, for I knew what those -soldier lads were when they liked. I knew how easy it would be for him -to flirt and make love and ride away. I was determined he should not do -that. Your mother could not have borne it. She was so pretty, Heather, -and so clinging, and so gentle, and she had just given her whole heart -to your father. So one day I asked him, after he had been with her the -whole morning, and they had walked together by the seashore, and sat -together in the garden, and he had read poetry to her, and she had -listened with her heart in her eyes--I said to him, 'Do you know what -you are doing?' He stared at me and coloured, and said, 'What?'--and -then I said again, 'You must know perfectly well that a girl's heart is -a sensitive thing, so just be careful what you are doing with my young -sister's heart.' He coloured all over his face, and I never liked him -better than when he sprang forward and took my hand and said, - -"'Why, Penelope!'--I knew I ought to be shocked, but I did not even -mind his calling me Penelope--'Why, Penelope, if I could only believe -that I had been fortunate enough to make any impression on your sister's -heart, I'd be the happiest man on earth, for I love her, Penelope, -better than my own life!' Yes, Heather, I can hear him saying those -words just as though it were yesterday, and I was ever so pleased, ever -so glad; the delight and joy of that moment come back to me even now. Of -course, your father and mother got engaged, and everything was as right -as possible. They were married, and soon after their marriage they went -to India, and in about a year's time I heard of the birth of their -child--of you--Heather. Your mother was very poorly after your birth, -and had to be sent to the hills, up to a place called Simla. But even -the air of the hills did not do her any good. She pined and pined, and -faded and faded, and when you were about five years of age she died." - -"I remember about _afterwards_," I said then, "I saw her after she was -dead." - -"Well, you needn't tell me, the knowledge would be harrowing," said Aunt -Penelope. "After your mother's death I wrote to Gordon, proposing to -adopt you, and begging of him to send you to me at once. He refused -rather shortly, I thought, and said that he preferred you to be near -him, and that he knew a family who would keep you in the hills during -the hot weather. So the next few years went by. Then, when you were -about eight years old I got a letter from your father. He said he was -coming back to London, that he wanted to come on special business, and -also that he had now changed his mind, and would bring you to me, if I -had not changed my mind about having you. Of course I had not, and he -brought you, and that was the end of that story. You were left with me -and you fared well enough. While your father was in London I saw him -several times, and I marked a great change in him, and what I considered -a great deterioration of character. He knew the woman he has since made -his wife even then, and often spoke of her. She was in society in -Calcutta, where his regiment was stationed, and he often met her. He -used to mention her in almost every letter he wrote, and I was fairly -sick of her name, and also of the name of her brother. I told Gordon so -in one of my letters. I said that Lady Helen's brother might be the best -man on earth, but that he was nothing at all to me, and that if he -wanted to write about him he had better choose another correspondent. - -"Then, all of a sudden, without the slightest warning, the blow of blows -fell. Your father was arrested on a charge of forgery; he had forged a -cheque for a considerable sum of money. Oh, I forget all the -particulars, but he had been made secretary to the golf and cricket -clubs, and held, so to speak, the bank--in fact, he made away with the -money, but he was caught just in time, and was tried by the laws of -India, and sentenced to prison--penal servitude, in short. Of course, -such a frightful disgrace carried its own consequences. He was cashiered -from the army, they would have nothing whatever to do with him. His term -of imprisonment was over late last autumn. I often used to wonder what -would happen when he was free, and to speculate as to what your feelings -would be when you saw him again. I used to make myself miserable about -him. Well, you met, as you know, and he carried off everything with a -high hand, and insisted on taking you away with him, and insisted -further on marrying Lady Helen Dalrymple. It seems she stuck to him when -all his other friends deserted him. He has lived through his punishment -as far as the law of the land is concerned, but he will never outlive -his disgrace, and there isn't a true soldier in the length and breadth -of the land who will speak to him. Well, that's his story, and I was -obliged to tell you. Now, you can run away and change your dress--oh, I -forgot, you have no dress to change into. Well, you can tidy your hair -and wash your hands, and by that time we'll be ready for dinner. Now, -off with you, and be sure you have your hair well brushed. Good-bye for -the present." - - - - -CHAPTER XVII - - -I left Aunt Penelope's room. I walked very slowly. My room was next to -hers, and the walls between were quite thin; you could almost hear a -person talking in the adjoining room. I wanted to be very quiet. I -wanted no one to hear me, and yet I could not bear the perfect stillness -and the cramped feeling of the tiny room. - -I put on my hat, snatched up my gloves and parasol, and ran downstairs. -Jonas met me. He looked much excited. He came up to me with his cheeks -flushed. - -"Why, missie!" he said, "is there anything the matter?" - -"No, no; nothing at all, Jonas," I said. "You are preparing Aunt -Penelope's dinner, are you not?" - -"Yes, missie; that is, as well as I can. I'm not at all sure about the -soup, though; I am not certain that it is flavoured right. If you, -missie, were to come along into the kitchen and just taste it, why--it -would be a rare help, that it would." - -I clenched one of my hands tightly together. It was with the utmost -difficulty that I could keep down the wild words which were crowding to -my lips. But Aunt Penelope, whatever she told me, however awful and -cruel her words were, must be looked after, must be tended, must be -cared for. Crushing down that defiant, that worldly self which clamoured -to assert itself, I followed the boy into the kitchen. I looked up an -old receipt book and gave him swift directions. - -"You will have dinner all ready," I said, "and if by any chance I am -out--if I haven't come in, you will not wait for me, for Aunt Penelope -must have her dinner to the minute. You understand, don't you, Jonas?" - -"Oh, yes, Miss Heather. Yes, I understand; but"--he looked at me -longingly--"there's the telegraphic message, miss," he said. - -"Oh, you mean that my father is coming. I'll be back in time to see him. -It's all right, Jonas. Don't tell Aunt Penelope that I am out. Take her -this soup, when it is ready, and, for Heaven's sake! don't keep me now." - -Jonas's round eyes became full of wonder, but I would not glance at -them. I must get out. I must go up on the heights above the little town -before my father arrived. I must be by myself, whatever happened; I must -be quite alone. - -It was a hot day. Summer was coming on in great strides. In Aunt -Penelope's village the weather was very hot in the summer time. But the -air was more or less my native air. I was glad of it. I was glad to feel -its soft zephyrs blowing against my cheeks. I soon reached the high part -of the town, and then I found myself on the moors. I sat down on a clump -of purple heather--the flower after which I was called--and pulled a -spray of the blossom and crumpled it between my fingers and watched the -little delicate flowers tumbling into my lap. All my life seemed to rise -up before me at that moment, and the anguish that I lived through could -scarcely be surpassed. Oh, Aunt Penelope, Aunt Penelope! What a dreadful -thing you did when you told me that story about my father! Why did you, -who kept it to yourself all your days, tell it to me now? Oh, it was not -true! I did not believe it! Long ago, on the very day when I, a little, -shy, frightened girl of eight years of age, had come to live with Aunt -Penelope, the then reigning Jonas--the "Buttons" in possession--had -taken me to these very heights and had walked over them with me and -shown me the blue of the sea and the beauty of the landscape; and I had -been excited, and pleased as a child will be, particularly such a child -as I was--a child with a natural and intense love of nature in her -heart. - -Yes, I had been happy then, up on these fragrant heights; but I had come -back--oh, to such misery! For my father had gone; he had left me alone -with Aunt Penelope. I sat now on the Downs, and remembered all that -miserable day, my passionate, frantic pain, my mad search for my nurse, -Anastasia; the woman who had taken my money and had shown me how to get -to the railway station; the kind friends who had met me there and had -assured me that Anastasia had not come by the next train; and then Aunt -Penelope's face, which to me on that day seemed so hard and cold and -cruel. - -What immediately followed was a blank to me: no wonder, for I was very -ill. I recalled the days, the months, the years that followed--Aunt -Penelope's simple life and my gradual and yet sure enjoyment of it, the -little things that pleased me, the tiny happenings that were all -important, the little joys that were great joys to me; the school -prizes; the breaking-up days; the rare occasions when I was given a new -frock; the careful, thrifty life. And all the time, noble lessons were -being poured into my soul, and I was being taught by the sturdy example -of one very brave, very poor old woman to refuse the evil and choose the -good. I recalled what took place a few months ago--my father's return, -his dear, jolly, red, good-natured face, his kindly eyes, his pleasant -smile, the way he had hugged and kissed me, the manner in which my heart -had gone out to him; my raptures when he said that he had come to take -me away, that in future I was to be his child, his little girl who was -to live with him. Oh, I was happy! I forgot Aunt Penelope in my joy. She -was in bitter grief at the thought of losing me; but I was selfish, and -did not mind. - -Then there came my hurried journey to London; the meeting with my -father, the meeting with Lady Helen Dalrymple, and the beginning of a -new life, the beginning of fresh troubles. First of all, there was my -father's second marriage. I was not to have him to myself; Lady Helen -was to share my felicity; and I hated Lady Helen, I recalled that -time--that awful time. I thought of the great rich house in London and -of what Lady Helen Dalrymple was, and of my anguish when she told me -that I must change my name, and must in future be called Heather -Dalrymple, and never again as long as I lived Heather Grayson. She -further informed me that my father had taken her name and was Major -Dalrymple, not Major Grayson. I was wild with anger, but a look on his -face made me submit. Then by degrees I saw that my darling father was -not at all happy. His fun had gone out of him; he no longer made a joke -about everything. He sat very silent; sometimes I thought he was even a -little bit afraid. Then Lord Hawtrey appeared on the scene, and -then--then! my true lover, Vernon Carbury. - -Oh! yes, I loved Vernon Carbury. He was all that a romantic young girl -would most adore. He was so handsome and gay and chivalrous, and such a -perfect gentleman; and he had such a soldierly air and such a proud, -upright bearing; and he was mine. He loved me as much as I loved him. It -didn't matter a bit about his being poor. Lord Hawtrey, kind old man, -wanted to marry me; and his sister, Lady Mary Percy, seemed to think it -a very good match. But what was that to me? I loved Vernon and would -marry no one else. But--but--there was my father; my father who had--oh, -it couldn't be true! God in heaven! it was not true. - -I buried my face in my hands. I sobbed aloud. I was frantic with the -grief of it, and the shame of it, and the torture of it. My father--my -own father! If I had been told that Lady Helen had done a thing like -that I should not have been surprised; but my father! It could not be; -it was impossible. - -Suddenly I started to my feet. I would know the worst. Aunt Penelope -believed the story, but I would never believe it unless I heard it from -my father's lips, and if it was true, then of course I must give Vernon -up. He should not marry a girl whose father had done something to make -her ashamed. Much as I loved him, I felt that he must never do that; for -that very reason, he must not do it--just because I loved him too well. - -I had a beautiful little jewelled watch with a long gold chain which was -slipped into my belt. I took it out, and looked at the time. It was a -quarter past one. If I walked quickly, I could reach the railway station -in time to meet my father. I would take him away with me at once. We -would go up on the Downs, and I would ask him point-blank if Aunt -Penelope's story was true. He, at least, would tell me the truth. -Afterwards, I could decide. - -I rose from my seat on the heather. I had crushed the beautiful purple -heather down with my weight. But it was elastic, strong, and wiry. The -winds of heaven and the sun would soon kiss it and tempt it, and rouse -it to an upright position again. I had not really injured my own -heather. I straightened my hat. Of late I had been forced to think a -good deal about dress and fashion. Nobody else did at Cherton. Cherton -was a little old-world place, and fashions put in their appearance there -several years after they were seen in London. - -I pulled my gloves on tidily, pushed back my tumbled hair, and went -rapidly towards the railway station. I knew how to get there now. I -needed no fat old woman to show me the way. I arrived just as the London -express was coming in. As I have said before, it but seldom stopped at -our little wayside station. But it did stop to-day. I wondered if some -great people like the Carringtons were returning. I did not want to see -the Carringtons just then. The only person, however, who stepped out of -the train, and that was out of a first-class carriage, was an elderly -man with white hair and a haggard expression. He was very well dressed, -and carried a smart walking-stick. But there was a decided stoop between -his shoulders, as though he did not care to keep himself upright. I gave -a faint cry, then ran up to him. I linked my hand inside his arm. - -"I thought I'd come to meet you. I am here; I am all right, you see." - -"Oh, I say! My darling little Heather! This is first-rate. Child, what a -fright you have given Lady Helen and myself. You have been disgracefully -naughty." - -"You must forgive me, Dad. Dad, darling, you haven't come all the way -from London to a little place like Cherton just to scold your own -Heather?" - -"Bless you, my beauty!" was the reply. "Aren't you the very joy of my -heart? But all the same, you did wrong. You didn't think of what I went -through last night. You forgot that, little Heather. But never mind, -never mind; only I'd best send a wire to her ladyship. She will be in a -fume if she doesn't hear. Ah! here's the telegraph office. I won't be a -minute, child; you wait for me outside." - -I made no response. He went in, while I stood in the fierce heat of the -sunshine. I hoisted my parasol, but the heat penetrated through it. How -long my father stayed in that little office! And how old and tired he -looked! and yet--oh, of course, he had done nothing wrong. It was but to -look into those kind blue eyes; he could not have done that thing which -Aunt Penelope accused him of. My spirits rose. She had made a mistake. -He himself would explain everything to me, of that I was quite -convinced. - -He came out again. He was rubbing his hands. He was in high spirits. - -"Upon my word, Heather," he said, "we are a pair of truants, you and I. -I feel like a boy let loose from school. And how is the old aunt? How is -Aunt Penelope?" - -"She is not at all well, Dad. It was most providential from her point of -view that I did return, for she wanted someone to look after her." - -"Do you mean to tell me, Heather, that she is in danger?" - -"She is better to-day," I answered; "but she was very ill yesterday, -very ill indeed, and the doctor was a little frightened, but he is ever -so pleased to-day." - -"You have been nursing her, then?" - -"Yes, I have. But oh, Daddy, I am glad to see you again!" - -"And I to see you," was the reply. "A pair of truants out from -school--eh, little girl, eh, eh?" - -"Yes, Daddy; oh, yes, Daddy." - -I slipped my hand inside his arm. I might not have done this if I had -been quite certain about that story of Aunt Penelope's; but then I was -doubting it more and more each moment. I was firmly convinced that there -was not a syllable of truth in it, and I had him quite to myself, and I -could soon talk him round with regard to Vernon. Of course, he would not -wish me to marry an old man like Lord Hawtrey when there was a young man -like Vernon Carbury longing to have me, longing to clasp me to his heart -as his true love--his true wife. Daddy was not worldly-minded--of that I -was certain. - -We walked down the steep hill about which I had got directions from the -fat woman, and plunged into the little town. - -"I suppose we'd best get to your aunt's at once, child?" said my father. - -"No," I answered; "I want us to come up on the Downs first. Are you -frightfully, frightfully hungry? For if you are, we can buy some cakes -and eat them up on the Downs." - -"Well, I am not disinclined for a meal; but I'll tell you what we will -do. We will go on the Downs first, and afterwards we will visit the best -restaurant in Cherton. Come along, little woman; let's march. Eh, dear! -it's a good thing to stretch one's legs. It's an awful matter to have to -confess, Heather, but I'm about sick of that everlasting motoring. I'd -give a good deal to be rid of it once and for all. But there! that is -high treason. Lady Helen wouldn't like me to talk like that; and she is -a good soul, you know, Heather--a right, good, generous creature. She -doesn't mind how much she spends on a person. She has never stinted you, -has she, Heather? Come now, confess the truth." - -"Oh, no," I replied, "she has been horribly, terribly generous." - -"Child! What on earth do you mean?" - -"I will tell you when we get on the Downs." - -He looked at me in a surprised sort of way, opened his lips as if to -speak, then remained silent. I found I was walking too quickly for him; -I was obliged to slacken my steps. I was surprised at this, for in all -my long experience I had considered him one of the very strongest of -men, a man who would never be tired, who was possessed of unbounded -vitality, with such a great, strong flood of life in him that nothing of -the ordinary sort could extinguish it. Nevertheless, he panted now and -puffed as I walked with him up towards the Downs. - -"Why, Dad!" I cried, "is this too much for you?" - -"I expect so," he answered. "It's that beastly motoring--I never can -stretch my legs. Upon my word, I am losing my muscle; I shall be a -worn-out, rheumatic old man in no time--it's all Helen's fault." - -"You ought to play golf," I said; "men of your age, not old men--of -course, you're not old--but men of your age spend hours at golf, and -that keeps them active. That's what you ought to do--it is, really and -truly." - -"It is, really and truly," he repeated, looking at me with a twinkle in -his blue eyes. "So that's your way of looking at it, Miss Heather, and -you think her ladyship will approve of my playing golf, and you think -she'll approve of my absenting myself from her for long hours every -day?" - -"Oh, I don't know--oh, I can't bear it!" I said. - -My voice was choked, there came a lump in my throat. After a moment I -said, in a totally different sort of voice: - -"We'll walk slowly, darling. Darling, I understand." - -"Bless the child! of course she understands," he replied, and he -squeezed my arm in his old, affectionate manner. - -Thank God! we were on the top at last. The beautiful fresh air came -towards us, laden with salt from the sea, laden with freshness, and -purity, and beauty. My father's tired eyes brightened; he stretched -himself and looked about him. There was a lot of sunshine flooding the -place, and there was no sort of shade, but neither he nor I minded that. - -"Come where the heather is most purple," I said. "Now, here--here's a -bed for you and another for me. Stretch yourself; I'll lie close to you. -Isn't it just lovely?" - -"Upon my word, it is, Heather; it's heavenly." - -"Daddy, I wonder sometimes why you called me Heather?" - -"It was your mother's wish--your first mother, I mean." - -"Oh, father, I could not have two mothers; you know that it would be -impossible!" - -"So it would. Well, it was your mother's--your real mother's wish. Fact -is, she was very ill when you were born, and there was a bit of Scotch -blood in her; she had lived in Aberdeenshire. She was all Aberdeen in -every sort of way, through and through, in her nature, I mean; canny, -and straight and true, like the real, best Scotch folks. After you were -born she had a sort of fever, and she saw purple heather all around -her--the heather of the moors. So she begged of me to call the child -'Heather,' and I did. You are called after the moors in Aberdeenshire--a -very respectable sort of ancestress, too, eh, Heather, my love, eh, eh?" - -"Yes, father." - -My father had now recovered his breath; he sat upright and looked at me; -he took my hand. - -"I have something to say to you," was his remark. - -I looked back at him and nodded. Our joyful time together was over now; -our time of pain had begun. I knew this fact quite well. I nodded to him -emphatically. - -"And I have something to say to you." - -"Well, Heather, I, being the elder, have the privilege of my years, have -I not?" - -"You have," I said. - -I was glad of this. I was a coward at that moment, and wanted to put off -the evil day. - -"Well, now, little girl, a straight question requires a straight answer. -Why did you leave your mother's house and mine yesterday, and go away -without saying a word to anybody? Do you think you acted kindly or well -to Lady Helen or myself?" - -"I acted as I only could act under the circumstances," was my reply. - -"But tell me why, Heather." - -"You know what you did, father. You sent away the man I loved. I love -him with all my heart and soul and strength. You sent him away. Then you -and Lady Helen spoke to me; you said I was to give him up. I don't--I -mean that kind of thing would never make me give him up, never! I could -not live in the house with Lady Helen. She wanted me to marry Lord -Hawtrey; father, I will never marry him--he knows it. You, father, you -and Lady Helen, did your utmost to break my heart, but my heart is my -own as my life is my own. I could no longer stay with you. Father, I -have chosen; I have come back to the poor life, to the humble life, to -the little life at Cherton, to Aunt Penelope's house and to Aunt -Penelope's home once more. I don't want grandeur, I don't want what Lady -Helen calls a high position--I should hate it, I should loathe it; it -would be torture to me. Father, I won't have it!" - -He was quite silent, but, just as I had done that morning, he began to -pull up pieces of purple heather and to scatter the little bells on the -grass by his side. His eyes were lowered. - -"I hate the world!" I said. - -After a long pause, he spoke. - -"Bless you, Heather." - -"Father!" - -"For saying those words," he continued. - -"Oh, father, I knew you agreed with me in your heart of hearts." - -"I do, but I am tied and bound--yes, child, tied and bound. I can't -escape; I can never escape; never, never!" - -"Father, I am coming to your part of all this in a few minutes, but -first I want to speak about myself. Do you dislike the man I love? You -don't know him; I do. I have seen him often at the Carringtons. He is -strong, and brave and upright; he is not rich, but neither is he poor; -he could marry me without taking any fortune with me; he could marry me, -yes, me, just as I stand, and we should be happy--happy as the day is -long. Father, I won't have that old man, and, what is more, I know that -he won't have me. I will tell you what I did yesterday. You and Lady -Helen between you broke my heart--oh, I had an awful time! I don't blame -you much, but I must--I must say that I blame you a little. I sat in my -room until you went out, and then I determined that whatever happened I -would live my own life, that I would not be tied and bound to that -awful, dreadful stepmother of mine. I saw that she was ruining you, that -she was destroying your happiness, that she was making your life a hell -to you, and I vowed that she should not destroy mine. I wondered who -could help me, I wondered and wondered, and at last a bold thought -occurred to me, and I determined to go into the lion's den." - -"Child, what do you mean?" - -I put my hand on his; his hand was fat and flabby, not the firm, brown, -muscular hand that I used to remember. - -"I went to Lord Hawtrey," I said very quickly. - -He snatched his hand away, stood upright, and looked at me. - -"What! you went to Hawtrey--to his house?" - -"Yes. I found his address on a visiting card. I went there in a -taxi-cab; he was out, but I waited for him--he came in presently, he was -very nice--oh, yes! I saw him for a minute or two. I said I wanted to -speak to him; he told me he could not attend to me then or in his own -house, but he would send his sister to me." - -"Thank goodness!" said my father. - -"Her name was Lady Mary Percy. She was a nice woman; she came and she -took me to her house, and there and then I told her everything. I told -her about Vernon and about--about her brother, and what her brother had -said to me. She was kind, although she said one or two strange things. I -could not quite understand her, and some of the things she said stuck in -my mind. She seemed to think that I had refused the greatest match in -England." - -"And so you have, you most silly of all little Heathers." - -"Oh, no, Daddy! The greatest match in all England I have not refused; I -have accepted Vernon Carbury. He is the best husband in all the world -for me." - -"It is amazing what love will do," said my father then. "I felt -something like that for your mother--eh! but that was a long time ago!" - -"Then, of course, you understand," I said, nestling up to him, "you are -my darling old Dad, and you quite understand." - -"I don't, not a bit; and yet, at the same time, I do. Well, go on. You -were at Lady Mary Percy's when you left off talking. How, in the name of -fortune, did you get here?" - -"I left her after a bit. I would not go back to you, so I came to Aunt -Penelope. I took the train here; I had money; and it was quite simple. I -found my darling auntie very ill, but the sight of me has made her -better. The doctor was so glad when I came back, and so was poor little -Jonas--the Buttons, you know, Dad--you remember the Buttons?" - -"Yes, yes; of course, I remember him." - -"Auntie is in bed, very weak." - -"Then she won't want to see me," said my father, restlessly. - -"Yes; of course she will; she is expecting you. But now, I want to say -something to you. I must say it; oh, Daddy, I must." - -His face turned white. He pulled his soft hat a little over his eyes and -looked fixedly at me. - -"Well, Heather, speak. You--you're no coward." - -"I don't think I am. It began first in this way," I said. "It was -something Lady Mary said; these were her words. She said: 'You are, of -course, aware of the fact that Hawtrey must have loved you beyond the -ordinary love of an ordinary man when he made up his mind to take as a -wife the daughter of Major Grayson?'" - -"So he must; that's true enough, Heather." - -"Father, oh, father! Do you think I listened to those words tamely? I -said: 'My father is the best man in all the world.' Lady Mary looked at -me; at first she was angry, then a softened expression came over her -face. She said: 'You poor little girl!' and then she said: 'Have you -never suspected why he married Lady Helen Dalrymple?' Oh, father, it was -after those words I came here, for I was determined to find out, and -to-day--oh, my own Daddy, I did find out! I asked Aunt Penelope." - -"She told you--my God! she told you!" - -"She did, but I don't believe it--it isn't true." - -"Give me your hand, Heather." - -I gave it. I had some little difficulty in doing so, for a cold, icy, -terrible doubt was flooding my mind, flooding my reason, flooding my -powers of thought. - -"Keep it up," said my father to me. "Be brave, right on to the end. Tell -me what she said. You are my daughter and--once I was a soldier; tell -your soldier father what she said." - -"Oh, Daddy, Daddy, she said that you, you, my father--had--oh, it's so -awful!--that you were arrested in India on a charge of forgery--you had -made away with a lot of money--you were cashiered from the army and--you -were imprisoned. All the time while I was picturing you a brave soldier, -filling your post with distinction and pride, you were only--only--in -prison! Oh, Daddy, it isn't true--it could not have been true; she said -it was true, she said that your term was over last autumn, and that you -came straight here to see me, and that, in some extraordinary way, you -had money, and you carried everything off with a high hand, and insisted -on taking me away with you, and the next thing she heard was that you -had married Lady Helen Dalrymple. She says, Daddy, that you will never -outlive your disgrace, and there isn't a soldier in the length and -breadth of the land who will speak to you!" - -I laid my head down on his coat sleeve. Sobs rent my frame. There was an -absolute silence on his part. He did not interrupt my tears for a -moment, nor did he say one single word of contradiction. After a minute -or so he remarked, very quietly: - -"Now, you will stop crying and listen." - -I sat upright. I looked at him out of glassy eyes; he gazed straight -back at me; there was not a scrap of shame about his face; I wondered -very much at that, and then a wild, joyful thought visited me. He could -clear himself, he could show me that this disgraceful story was all a -lie. - -"Now, stop crying," he said again. "Whatever I did or did not do, I was -a soldier and fought the Queen's battles when she was alive--God bless -her!--and I was accounted a brave man." - -"You were never a forger--you never saw the inside of a prison?" - -"Those are your two charges against me, Heather?" - -"Not mine, not mine," I said; "I just want you to tell me the truth." - -"Well, as a matter of fact, I was accused of forgery." - -My eyes fell, I trembled all over. - -"I was had up for trial; I stood in the prisoner's dock. I was convicted -by jurymen, and a judge of our criminal courts proclaimed my sentence. -The case was a particularly aggravated one, and my sentence was -severe--I was sentenced to ten years' penal servitude--I lived all that -time in prison. Not a pleasant life. Ah! it's spoiled my hands a good -bit--have you never remarked it?" - -"Now that you speak, I--do remark it," I said. - -"And of course I was cashiered," he continued. - -I nodded. - -"Well, I have answered you." - -"You have," I said. - -"Is there anything else you'd like to know?" - -"Yes. Why did you marry Lady Helen?" - -"Why, that was part of the bond." - -"The bond?" I said. - -"The fact is, we understood each other. She had been very fond of me, -poor woman, and she stuck to me through my disgrace, and when I came out -of prison she was willing to do the best possible for me and for you. -Of course, you can understand that without marriage I could not accept -her services, so--I married her. I don't go about with her a great deal, -you will have observed that?" - -"Yes, and I have wondered," I said. - -"But she has been good to you. She has taken you about." - -"Oh, yes. I hated going about with her." - -"She was anxious, and so was I, that you should marry well. She held out -to me as the bait--your salvation." - -"What do you mean?" - -"Exactly what I say. When I entered into that worst prison of all, it -was for your sake." - -"Father--oh, father!" - -"It is true, child. There, it's out. It is the worst prison of all--God -help me! And now, at the end, you desert me!" - -"No, I won't," I said, flinging my arms round his neck; "no, I never -will! It doesn't matter what you did, I'll stick to you--I will, I will, -I will!" - -"My little girl, my own little girl! But she won't have you back except -on her own terms; she only wants you in order to get you well married, -to have the eclat and fuss and glory of a great marriage; that's her -object. You have refused Hawtrey; I doubt if she'll forgive that." - -I was clinging close to him, I was holding his hand. - -"Can't we both leave her?" I whispered. "Can't we go away and be very -poor together, and forget the world?" - -"Child, there is your lover, Carbury." - -I gave a quick, sharp sigh. - -"I can't think of him now," I said. - -"Oh, child, he proposed for you, knowing everything." - -"I won't marry him," I said, "I am going to stay with you in that worst -prison." - - - - -CHAPTER XVIII - - -My father kept on holding my hand. We neither of us spoke; there are -moments when words fail us, and these happened to be some. The sun crept -higher and higher in the heavens, it beat down on us, but it was -tempered by the pleasant, cool sea breezes. We were both looking into -the future, and, truth to tell, our hearts were sad. I was making up my -mind, and father was making up his mind. At last I, being the younger -and more impulsive, spoke: - -"It is all right, Daddy," I said. "It was a bit of a dreadful shock; I -don't pretend it was anything else. I have always put you--oh, on such a -pedestal! But I'll get used to it. You were tempted awfully, or you -would never have done it. I am certain of that, and--I have never been -tempted at all, so, of course, I can't understand. You were tempted, -poor darling, and it--it happened. It is hateful of people to stamp on -you, and crush you when you're down; but I suppose it is something -horrid inside of them makes them do it. Daddy, I'm not made like that. -I couldn't stamp on you--I couldn't crush you. On the contrary, I have -made up my mind. You and I against the world, Daddy mine, against the -whole wide world. You won't return to London to-night; you'll stay here, -and you'll write to Lady Helen, and you'll tell her that you and I have -escaped from the worst prison, and are going to live always together, -and that we aren't a bit afraid of poverty, and that, in short, we've -made up our minds. We've cut the Gordian knot. We'll be happy together, -and we don't care a scrap about poverty." - -"That's your firm resolve, is it, Heather?" said my father. - -"It is. I have been thinking it out--I can't get away from it." - -"All right. Give me a kiss, child." - -I put my arms round him, and kissed him many times. Again I noticed that -there wasn't a bit of shame in his eyes; they looked quite clear, and -steadfast, and blue, with that wonderful blue light which I think only -comes into the eyes of men who are accustomed to face the sea and the -wind, and who have lived a great deal out of doors. - -"So that is your final decision?" he repeated. "I like to feel your -kisses on my cheek, Heather." - -I kissed him again. - -"It is," I said. - -"Well, now you've to hear mine." - -"Oh, yours," I said; "you won't go away from your own Heather--you -couldn't--you love her too well." - -"God knows I love you, pretty one. You are the only creature on earth I -do love. I love you with all my heart and soul, and that's saying a -great deal. For the ten long years I was in prison I kept thinking and -thinking of you, child. But for you I might have lost my reason; but -your little face, and your ways, and your love for me kept me--well, all -right. And now I am a free man again--I mean, I am free to claim your -love. But you haven't decided what part Carbury is to play in this." - -I shivered very slightly. - -"I have told you," I said. "He won't play any part. I--I'm going to -write to him. We need not talk about him any more. Yesterday you and my -stepmother were opposed to my marrying him; now I also am opposed. There -will be no marriage between us. I am all yours." - -"Oh, you best child in all the world!" - -"Then it's settled, isn't it, Daddy?" - -"My little girl, I can't tell. It rests with Carbury himself. But my -part--you've got to hear my part now." - -I felt very, very sad when he said this. I seemed to guess in advance -that a great strain and trial was about to be put upon me. My father -looked at me, and then he looked away. Again he took up some great, full -bells of heather and crushed them in his hand; he threw them away and -turned and faced me. - -"There! The worst is out. I have got to stay with her ladyship." - -"Father!" - -"Yes. I can't get away from it, Heather child. I can't live on nothing, -nor, my little girl, can you. We are both dependent on Lady Helen for -our daily bread." - -"I am not--I won't be," I said. - -"But you are," he answered, "and you must be; that's just it. You can't -get away from it. She holds the purse. Do you think she will unfasten -those purse strings to give you and me an allowance to live away from -her?" - -"But we can live on so little," I said; "and I can work. I should love -to work." - -"Well, now, Heather," said my father, "you are no fool." - -"I hope I am not," I said. - -"You're a very wise girl for your age." - -"I hope so," I replied. - -"I have watched you, and I know you are wise for your age--very. Being -so, therefore, what can you do to earn a living? Just tell me." - -I sat very quiet and still. I thought over my different accomplishments. -I could play a little, I could sing a little; I had a smattering of -French--a very slight smattering--and I was fond of good English books, -history books, and books of travel, and I adored books of adventure, and -I could recite a good many pieces from our best poets. But all these -things did not form much of a cargo to take on board my ship of life. My -father kept looking at me, with that whimsical light in his blue eyes. - -"Eh, little woman? Suppose I take you at your word, how do you propose -to support yourself and me? There would be, first of all, our lodgings. -We might go to Plymouth, or some other place, not too dear. We might -find rooms--kind of country cottage rooms--by the sea, and pay, say, six -shillings a week each. It is very unlikely we'd get them for that, but I -really want to bring you down as lightly as possible. Well, six -shillings a week for you and six shillings for me means twelve -shillings, and that would mean, probably, a tiny, tiny sitting-room, and -two of the wee-est bedrooms in all the world. Still, it might be done -for the price of twelve shillings a week. There would be extras, of -course--landladies greatly live by extras--and we should have to put -them down, counting coal and light, one part of the year with another, -at about three shillings a week, which mounts up, our lodging and our -light and coal, to fifteen shillings a week. - -"Then, my dear little Heather, there comes that important thing, food, -for the bravest of all little girls would get very hungry at times, and -if she didn't get hungry she wouldn't be worth her salt. There'd be your -breakfast, my dear, and my breakfast, and your snack in the middle of -the day, and your tea in the afternoon, and your dinner in the evening; -and I don't think the shopkeepers would give us bread, and butter, and -milk, and beef, and mutton, and vegetables, and all those sort of things -for nothing--I have an impression that they wouldn't. Of course I may be -wrong, but that is my impression, and I have a pretty good knowledge of -the world. I don't think, dear, that even at starvation price we could -be fed under something like another fifteen shillings to a pound a -week. Now, my little Heather, how are you to earn, say, one pound -fifteen shillings a week--to say nothing of the expense of note-paper, -and stamps, and envelopes, and dress?" - -"Oh, I have heaps of dress," I said. "There are a great many dresses of -mine at the house in London." - -"Which have been supplied to you by Lady Helen. I don't really know, if -we made this great severance from her, whether we should have any right -to take those dresses from her or not--I am inclined to think not, if -you ask me. However, suppose you don't want dress for the time being, at -least you will want shoe leather, and gloves, and trifles of that sort. -My dear, we can't put down our living, between us, however hard we try, -at less than two pounds a week, and that means over a hundred pounds a -year. Now, Heather child, I have nothing a year--nothing!" - -He stretched out both his arms as he spoke. - -"Oh, yes; I am supposed to be one of the richest of old men. I can drive -in my motor-car, and I can have a horse, and I can go here, there, and -everywhere. I can live in the softest rooms, and I can eat the most -dainty food, and I can curse luxury in my heart as you curse it in -yours; but I haven't a penny piece to get away from it--not a penny -piece; and, as far as I can tell, no more have you." - -"Couldn't we live here with Aunt Penelope?" I said. - -My voice was very weak and faint. A good deal of my courage was being -taken out of me. - -"As if we would, Heather! Think how that brave woman supported you -during the long years when I was in prison, and could not earn a -halfpenny! No, no, Heather; no, no! It was partly to relieve your aunt -that I married her ladyship, and, Heather child, I can't get away from -her now--I can't--and I am greatly afraid you can't either." - -"But she won't have me," I said; "she'll have you back, of course, but -not me; and, father, darling, I _can't_ go back!" - -"She would have you if I pleaded," said my father, "and if I could tell -her you had quite given up young Carbury. She has taken a dislike to -that poor boy, God alone knows why--but I think I can manage it. You -see, it's this way. Her ladyship has a great horror of anything -approaching a scandal; I never knew anyone with such a downright horror -of it; upon my word, in her case it amounts to a downright sin--it -does, really. Well, there she is, hating scandal, and if you left her -there'd be no end of talk, for in your way you have paid her well for -all the luxuries she has showered upon you. People have been civil to -her, not for her sake--who would look at a frowzy old woman like -her?--yes, child, I say it; I don't mind what I say to you--but a great -many people would want to look at your dear, fresh little face; and it -is just because of that same dear little face that so many people have -come to her ladyship's 'At Homes'; and it is because of that same little -face that you and Lady Helen have been asked out so much. She knows it -well enough; she knows why she's popular. I can easily get her to let -the old life go on, and you shan't be worried with--with that poor -fellow Hawtrey. I said to myself, when she was so full of it, 'I don't -believe the child will consent,' but there, she told me I was wrong. She -said there wasn't a girl in England who'd refuse a match like that; and -even I allowed myself to be persuaded that that was the case." - -"But, oh, father, wouldn't you have hated it?" - -"No, child, not altogether; there might have been worse fates for you. -He's a good man, is Hawtrey; he'd have treated you well; he'd have been -very kind to you. I have heard before of girls marrying men old enough -to be their fathers, and being happy with them. I dare say if young -Carbury had not come in the way you'd have taken him, for there isn't -his like in England for chivalry and kindness of heart." - -"But he did come," I said. - -"Yes; youth naturally mates with youth--it's the true story of life. I'm -not blaming you a bit, Heather--not in my heart, I mean. I had to -pretend to blame you, of course, the other day." - -Here my father rose to his feet. - -"You shan't be worried about Hawtrey," he said, "and I'll promise that -Carbury shall not cross your path. But I don't think there is any help -for it; you'll have to come back with me. I'll stay here to-night; I'll -telegraph to her ladyship again, and tell her that you are all right, -and that we are coming back to-morrow morning. I'd rather have you in -the house than not in the house, for even though we can't often talk to -each other we can at least understand each other." - -"But Aunt Penelope is ill; even if I could agree to what you wish, Aunt -Penelope is very ill. I ought not to leave her now." - -"Well, perhaps not; perhaps your aunt ought to be considered. In that -case I would go back myself to-night--it would be best for me to do so; -her ladyship might want me, and I know I'd be in the right to go back, -and as quickly as possible. Well, we'll go and see your aunt now; only, -before we visit her, I want you to make me a promise. You will come to -London--you will take up the old life for my sake?" - -I looked him in the eyes. - -"Do you want this very, very badly?" I said. - -"I want it more than anything on earth." - -"And wanting it so badly," I said very sadly, "you yet would have -pretended to be glad if I had said 'Yes' to Lord Hawtrey?" - -"I might have, there's no saying. I'd have had your house to come to -then; but that's out of the question, and needn't be thought of. You'll -come back to me, Heather, when your aunt can spare you?" - -"Yes, I will come," I said, and then I kissed him, and we walked slowly -back from the Downs, my hand clasped in his. - -Aunt Penelope was better; the doctor had been again, and was pleased -with her. Jonas, in his very best suit, his face shining with soap and -water, gave us the good news on our arrival. There was a nice little -lunch waiting for us in the tiny dining-room, and my father, as he -expressed it, was "downright hungry." - -"Delicious, this cold beef and salad tastes," he said. "Upon my word, -there's nothing like plain food; one does get sick to death of made-up -dishes." - -I helped him to the best that my aunt's little table could afford, and -then I ran softly up to her room. She was lying high up in bed, her eyes -were bright, and she was watching for me. - -"Well, child; well?" - -"You are better, aren't you, auntie?" - -"Better? I am all right, child; what about yourself?" - -"I am quite well, of course." - -"Heather, is that poor man, your father, downstairs?" - -"He is." - -"Has he expressed a wish to see me?" - -"He has come back for the purpose." - -"I will see him; only he must be quiet, in order to prevent my coughing. -If I start coughing again I may get really bad; you tell him that. -Heather, my love, you're not going to leave me, are you?" - -"Not at present, at any rate," I said. - -"Kiss me, dear. You are a very good girl; you take after your mother. -You have got her patient, steadfast light in your eyes. Now send that -father of yours up, and tell him, whatever he does, to be careful that -he doesn't set me coughing." - -I ran downstairs, and gave my father Aunt Penelope's message. He said: - -"Poor old girl! I'll be careful, right enough," and then he went softly -and slowly upstairs. I watched until he was out of sight; then I ran -quickly into the little drawing-room. I had not a minute to lose, and I -would not delay. I would not postpone setting a seal on my own fate for -a single moment. - -There was the little room, looking just as of old. I had dusted it and -tidied it that morning, and put a few fresh flowers in one or two vases, -and made it look quite gay and pretty. I knew where Aunt Penelope kept -her note-paper; I opened her Davenport and took out a sheet now and -began to write. I wrote straight to Vernon Carbury. My letter was very -short. - - "I have to give you up, Vernon," I wrote; "there is no other way - out. My father, Major Grayson, has told me his true story. I never - heard it until to-day. I understand everything now, and I wish you, - Vernon, clearly to understand that I, Major Grayson's daughter, - take his shame, and bind it on me, and not for all the world will I - loosen that badge of shame from my heart. So, because of this very - thing, I can never be your true wife. You are a brave soldier of - the King, and my father has been cashiered, because of a crime, - from the King's Army. Is it likely that you and I can be husband - and wife? Good-bye, dear. It gives me dreadful pain to write this - letter, but all the same, I am glad we have met, and that you have - put me into your gallery of heroines, as I have put you into my - gallery of heroes. Forget me soon--find a girl who has no shame to - bind round her heart, and be happy. Dearest darling, best - beloved,--Your little - - "HEATHER." - -I knew his address, and put it on the letter. I stamped it, and ran out -with it myself. Jonas saw me going, and called after me: - -"Miss Heather, I'll post that for you." - -"No, thank you," I answered; "I'd like to go." - -The letter was dropped into the post-box before my father came -downstairs again after his interview with Aunt Penelope. His face was -pale, and he looked tired. - -"Upon my word, this has been a trying day to me. She's the best of -women, Heather; I don't wonder you're proud of her. She reminds me -wonderfully of your poor mother; not in appearance, of course, for I -never saw your mother except with the glint and the glamour of youth on -her face; but she's what your poor mother would have been had she lived. -She's a right-down good woman. She wants you to go on living with her, -but I have got her to see reason, and she is satisfied that you shall -return to me as soon as she is well. Take care of her, child--here's a -ten-pound note to spend on her, and when you want more money you have -only to write to me." - -"But--but I thought you had no money?" I answered. - -"I have, and I haven't. As long as I live with Lady Helen I have more -money than I know what to do with. Don't take that little drop of honey -out of my cup. I can spend that money as I please, and no questions -asked; and now, my child, I'm going back to London. I'll write to you in -a day or two; you needn't fear her ladyship, she'll go on giving you a -good time, and some day perhaps you'll marry." - -"No," I said. "You know that--father--you know that I won't." - -"Well, well, there's no saying, and a girl of your age can't prophesy -with regard to the future. Good-bye, little girl. God bless you! You -have comforted me as you alone could to-day." - - - - -CHAPTER XIX - - -Aunt Penelope got better very quickly; having turned the corner, there -were no relapses. Whether it was my society or whether she was easier -and happier in her mind, or whatever the cause, she lost her cough, she -lost her weakness, and became very much the Aunt Penelope of old. I -watched her with a kind of fearful joy. I was glad she was so much -better, and yet I trembled for the day, which I knew was approaching, -when I must return to Hanbury Square. Aunt Penelope used to look at me -with the steadfast gaze which I had found very trying when a little -child, but which I now appreciated for its honesty and directness. It -was as though she were reading my very heart. - -Meanwhile, no letters of any sort arrived; not one from my father, not -one from Captain Carbury. I pretended to be very glad that Vernon did -not write, but down deep in my heart of hearts I know that I was sorry; -I know, too, that my heart beat quicker than usual when the postman's -knock came to the door, and I know that that same heart went down low, -low in my breast, when he passed by without any missive for me. - -At last there came an evening when Aunt Penelope and I had a long talk -together. On that evening we settled the exact day when I was to return -to my father and to Lady Helen. We were able to talk over everything now -without any secret between us, and that fact was a great comfort to me. -Once she spoke about my dear father's sin, but when she began on that -subject I stopped her. - -"When you forgive, is it not said that you ought also to forget?" - -"What do you mean, Heather?" - -"Well, you have forgiven him, haven't you?" - -"I never said I had." - -"I think you have, and I think you must; and as you have forgiven, so, -of course, you will absolutely forget." - -She made no reply for a long time. Then she rose, kissed me lightly on -the forehead, and said: - -"You are a good child, Heather, you take after your poor mother. Now go -out and help Jonas with the tea." - -I went out, and it was that very day that an extraordinary thing -happened--that thing which, all of a sudden, changed my complete life. - -Jonas and I were in the kitchen; we were excellent friends. I was busy -buttering some toast, which he was making at the nice, bright, little -fire. Tea had been made and it was drawing on the top of the range. -There was a snowy-white cloth on the little tray, and when enough -buttered toast had been made I was going to carry the tray into the -drawing-room, for Aunt Penelope liked me to do this, in order to save -Buttons and give him more time to "look after the garden," as she -expressed it. We were so employed, and were fairly happy, although we -both knew quite well that I must shortly take my leave, and that the -little house would have to do without me--that Jonas would have nobody -to help him, and that Aunt Penelope would miss me every hour of the day. - -Well, as we were thus occupied, I suddenly heard someone run up the -steps which led to the front door. There were four or five steps, rather -steep ones. The person who ascended now must have been young and agile, -for there was quite a ringing sound as each step was surmounted. Then -there came a pull at the bell and a sharp, very quick "rat-tat" on the -front door. - -"Miss Heather, who can it be?" said Jonas. - -He had his toasting-fork in his hand and a great slice of tempting brown -toast, which he was just finishing, on the edge of it; his round, very -blue eyes were fixed on my face. For no earthly reason that anyone can -tell I felt myself changing colour, and I knew that my heart began to -beat in a very queer and excitable way. - -"What can it be?" repeated Jonas. "It's a man, by the step. I'll take a -peep out by the area." - -"Oh no, Jonas, you mustn't," I said; but I might as well have spoken to -the wind. Jonas, toasting-fork, toast and all, were out of sight. The -next minute he came tiptoeing back. - -"It's as smart a young gent as I ever laid eyes on," he said. "Miss -Heather, for the Lord's sake slip upstairs and put on your best -'Sunday-go-to-meeting' dress and tidy your 'air, miss, it's ruffled from -doing things in the kitchen, and take the smut off your cheek, -and--there! I mustn't keep him waiting any longer. He be a bloomin' fine -boy and no mistake." - -"Let me pass you, Jonas; I'll go first," I said, and in this fashion we -both left the kitchen, I rushed to my room--I wasn't above taking a -hint from Jonas; soon one of my pretty frocks, which I used to wear at -Lady Helen's, was on once more, a white embroidered collar encircled my -throat, my hair was tidily arranged, the obnoxious smut removed, and I -came slowly downstairs. Jonas was waiting for me on the bottom step. - -"It's you he's asked for, miss--he's a captain in the harmy, no less. -Carbury his name be. I 'as took in the tea, and my missus is chatting -with him as lively and pleasant as you please. You go in, miss; you're -all right now, you look like any queen. Ring if you want me, Miss -Heather; don't you be doing things yourself when a gent like that's in -the house. Ring and give your orders properly, same as if there was -twenty Jonases here instead of one. I'm not tired, not a bit of it; I'm -real pleased to see you looking so perky, miss." - -I put out my hand and touched his; he grasped mine in a sort of pleased -astonishment, and tears absolutely moistened his eyes. - -"Go in and prosper, miss," he said, and then he dashed downstairs. - -I entered the drawing-room. - -There was no one like Vernon. He had a trick of making friends with -people in about two minutes and a half. It could never be said of Aunt -Penelope that she was a person who was brought quickly round to be cosy -and confidential and friendly with anyone; it had taken me the greater -part of my life to know the dear old lady as she really ought to be -known, and yet, here was Vernon, seated on a low chair facing the tea -table, and absolutely pouring out tea for himself and Aunt Penelope! He -looked up as I entered, threw down the sugar tongs with a slight -clatter, came towards me and gave my hand a squeeze. - -"She's much too weak, Heather, to be bothered making tea, so I thought -I'd do it." - -"He is making it very nicely, Heather, my dear," said Aunt Penelope, -"and I don't see why he should not go on. I'm quite interested in -Captain Carbury's stories about the army; it is so long since I have met -a soldier. I assure you, Captain Carbury, in my young days I hardly ever -met anyone else." - -"And a very great advantage for the army, madam," said Vernon, with that -pleasant twinkle in his eyes which would have made an Irish girl call -him "a broth of a boy" at once. - -I sat down; I found it difficult to talk. Aunt Penelope took no notice -of me; she kept up a ceaseless chatter with Vernon. He was in the best -of spirits; I never saw anything like the way he managed her. What could -he have said to her during those very few minutes while I was changing -my dress and tidying my hair and getting that smut off my cheek? - -The tea came to an end at last, and then the dear old lady rose. - -"Heather," she said, "I am a little tired, and am going to lie down. You -can entertain Captain Carbury. Captain, I have not the least idea what -this dear child of mine has ordered for supper, but whatever it is I -hope you will share it with us. We should both like you to do so." - -"Thank you, I shall be delighted," he replied, and then Aunt Penelope -went out of the room. The moment she had gone Vernon looked at me and I -looked at him. - -"Oh, you have done wrong," I said, "you know you have done wrong!" - -"Shall we have our little talk," he said, in his calmest voice, "before -or after Buttons removes the tea-things?" - -"Oh, what do the tea-things matter?" I replied. "Let them stay. Vernon, -you oughtn't to have come here." - -"Oughtn't I? But I very well think I ought. Why shouldn't a man come to -see the girl who has promised to marry him?" - -"Vernon, you know--you got my letter?" - -"I did certainly get a letter--an extraordinarily dear, sweet, pathetic -little letter. Well, my dear, I have acted on it, that's all." - -"Acted on it, Vernon! What do you mean?" - -He put his hand into his pocket and took the letter out. - -"Come and sit close to me on the sofa, Heather." - -"No, no; I can't; I daren't!" - -"But you can and dare. Do you suppose I am going to stand this sort of -thing? You are the girl I am going to marry. Heather, what nonsense you -are talking! Kiss me this minute!" - -"Vernon, you know I daren't kiss you." - -"And I know you dare and shall and will. Come, this minute--this very -minute." - -"Oh, Vernon! Oh, Vernon!" - -Before I could prevent him his arms were round me and his lips were -pressed to mine. The moment I felt the touch of those lips I ceased to -struggle against his will and lay passive in his arms. My heart quieted -down, and a great peace, added to a wonderful joy, filled me. - -"Vernon, dear Vernon!" - -"Say 'darling Vernon'; that's better than dear." - -"Oh, well, if I must--darling Vernon!" - -"Say 'your very own Vernon,' whom you will marry." - -"Vernon, I can't. I will not tie you to me and to shame." - -"Of course you won't, you poor darling; but suppose--now I think this is -about the stage when the hero and heroine had best sit on the sofa, or -the heroine may perhaps faint." - -"Vernon, what are you talking about?" - -"We are quite comfortable now," he said. - -He drew me very close to him, and put his arm round my waist. - -"You little angel!" he said, "you darling! When I marry you I marry -_honour_, not shame. Yes--honour, not shame. I marry the bravest girl on -earth and the daughter of the bravest gentleman in His Majesty's army." - -"Vernon, what do you mean?" - -"I will tell you. Now you stay quite quiet and listen. Are you aware of -the fact--perhaps you are not--that that dear Lady Helen, that precious -stepmother of yours, has a brother who was in the army?" - -"Has she?" I asked. "I didn't know." - -"Well, I happen to be aware of the fact. He was a good-for-nothing, if -anyone was in all the world. His name was Gideon Dalrymple. Surely your -father has sometimes spoken to you about Colonel Dalrymple?" - -"Never," I said. - -"Well, it doesn't greatly matter; you're not likely to hear a great deal -about him in the future--he is the sort of person whose history people -shut up; but before that time comes I--have some work to do in -connection with that same excellent officer in His Majesty's army." - -"Stop!" I said suddenly. I bent forward and looked into his eyes; my own -were blazing with excitement, and my cheeks must have been full of -colour. - -"Vernon, I recall a time, it comes back to me. I went unexpectedly into -a room where my father and stepmother were seated. I saw my darling -father in a rage, one of the few rages I have seen him in since his -marriage. I heard him say to her: 'Your brother will not enter this -house!' Can he be the same man?" - -"Beyond doubt he is. Well, now, I will tell you that when I first knew -you I also knew, as did most people who were acquainted with your -father, something of his story. I knew that he had gone through a time -of terrible punishment; that he had been cashiered; that he was supposed -to have committed a very heinous crime--in short, that he was the sort -of person whom no upright soldier would speak to." - -"Yes," I said, trembling very much; "that is what one would think, that -is what I said in my letter. Only you understand, Vernon, that I am on -his side--he and I bear the same shame." - -"Little darling, not a bit of it. There's no shame for you to bear. But -let me go on. You remember that day when I met you in Hyde Park?" - -"_The_ day?" I said. - -"_The_ day, Heather. You and I walked back to the house in Hanbury -Square together. You were sent out of the room. I had a long talk with -your stepmother and with your father--no matter now what was said. I was -beside myself for a time, but I made up my mind then that whatever -happened I'd woo you and win you and get you and keep you! Something -else also haunted me, and that was the fact that your father, Major -Grayson, was not in the least like the sort of man I had expected him to -be. I have, Heather, I believe, the power of reading character, and if -ever there was a man who had a perfectly beautiful, honourable -expression, if ever there was a man who could _not_ do the sort of thing -which Major Grayson had been accused of doing, that man was your father. -Before I left the house I was as certain of his innocence as I was of my -own." - -"You darling!" I said. I stooped and kissed his hand. - -"Then I thought of you, and I said to myself: 'She's Major Grayson's -worthy daughter,' and--I gave myself up to thinking out this thing. -People can go to the British Museum, Heather, and can read the -newspapers of any date, so I went there on the following morning and -read up the whole of your father's trial. I read the evidence for and -against him, and I discovered that there was a great deal of talk about -a Gideon Dalrymple--the Honourable Gideon Dalrymple, as he was called. -He was mixed up in the thing. I went farther into particulars, and -discovered that this man was the brother of Lady Helen. I sat and -thought over that fact for a long time. I took it home to my rooms with -me and thought it over there; I thought it over and over and over, but I -could not see daylight, only I was more and more certain that your -father was innocent. - -"Then I got your letter, and that letter was just enough to stir me up -and to make me wild, to put me into a sort of frenzy. So at last I said -to myself: 'There's nothing like bearding the lion in his den,' and one -day, quite early in the morning, I called at the house in Hanbury -Square. I asked to see Lady Helen Dalrymple, and as I stood at the door -a boy came up with a telegram. The telegram was taken in, and I was also -admitted, for I gave the sort of message that would cause a woman of her -description to see me. She was in her boudoir, and she came forward in a -frenzy of distraction and grief, and said: 'What do you want? Go away! I -am in dreadful trouble; I won't see you--it's like your impertinence to -come here!' - -"'I won't keep you long,' I said. 'I want to get at once from you -Colonel Gideon Dalrymple's private address, for I have something of the -utmost importance to talk over with him.' - -"'What?' she screamed. 'You can't see him--you can't possibly see him. -He's very ill. I've just had a telegram from a nursing home where he is -staying. I am on my way to see him myself. My poor, poor brother!' - -"'Oh, then, if he is ill, of course he'll confess,' I said. 'I may as -well go with you. He has got to confess, sooner or later, and the sooner -he does it the better.'" - -"Vernon! You said _that_ to her?" - -"Yes, Heather; I said all that." - -"Oh, you had courage. But what did you mean?" - -"I knew quite well what I meant. I had gathered a few facts together -from those papers, and I meant to put the screw on when I saw the -victim. Was not I working for home, and love, and wife? Was I likely to -hesitate? Was I not working for a good man's honour? What else is a -soldier worth if he can't make the best of such a job as I had set -myself? - -"Well, the long and short of it was this, Heather. That woman got as -meek as a mouse. I put the screw on her right away, and she was so -frightened she hardly knew what to do; so terrified was she that in less -than ten minutes I could do anything with her, and in a quarter of an -hour she and I were going in her motor-car to the home where the -Honourable Gideon was lying at the point of death, owing to a fresh -attack of his old enemy, D.T. We both saw him together, and the moment I -looked at his face I said to myself: 'You're the boy; you have got the -ugly sort of face that would be capable of doing that sort of low-down, -mean thing.' - -"Afterwards I saw him alone; I put the screw on at once, but quite -quietly. The doctor had said that he couldn't possibly recover, and I -said that it would be much better for him to ease his conscience. So he -did ease it, with a vengeance. He was in such a mortal funk at the -thought of dying that he told me the whole thing. It was he who forged -the cheque and took the money, and he and Lady Helen between them got -your father to bear the brunt of the blame--in short, to act as the -scapegoat. You see, your father was half mad about Lady Helen then, and -she could do anything with him: he was badly in debt, too, and half off -his head with trouble. Your father spent ten years in penal servitude, -and all for the sake of a woman who was not worth her salt. It was -arranged between them that he was to save her brother, and that she -would marry him and take his part, and give him of her enormous wealth -when he came out of prison. It was a nicely-arranged plan, and why he -ever yielded to it is more than I can make out; but guilty--he was never -guilty. - -"When that precious Gideon had told his story, I got in proper witnesses -and had it all written down, and he put his signature to it, and I had -that signature witnessed. After that I did not bother much about him; he -died in the night. - -"I went to Lady Helen next day, and told her what was to be expected. I -said: 'Your husband's honour has to be cleared.' She was in an awful -funk, but I did not care. I never saw anyone in such a state; I don't -know what she did not promise me. She said I might marry you, and -welcome, and that she'd settle ten, or even twenty thousand pounds on -you. As if either of us would touch a farthing of her money! But in the -end your father himself came to the rescue, and said that if you knew he -was innocent, and I knew he was innocent, he was accustomed to the -opinion of the world, and he would be true to Lady Helen as long as he -lived. It was quixotic of him--much too quixotic; but there, that's how -things stand. Oh, of course, I forgot--your Aunt Penelope is to know, -and we may be married as soon as ever we like--to-morrow by special -licence, if we can't wait any longer, but anyhow as soon as possible. -There, little Heather. Now, haven't I a right to kiss you? And what -nonsense you did talk in your sweet little letter, your precious letter, -which I will keep, all the same, until my dying day!" - -Vernon put his arm round me, and I laid my head on his shoulder. My -first sensation was one of absolute peace. Oh! my light and happy heart! -Oh! my father--my hero once again! - - - - -CHAPTER XX - - -Certainly Vernon's story was the most amazing that any girl had ever -listened to. Notwithstanding my great joy I could not take it all in at -once. The first time of telling seemed to have little or no effect on -me, except that it lightened my heart in a most curious manner of a load -which was almost insupportable. I sprang suddenly to my feet. - -"Will you come out with me?" I said. "Shall we go up on the Downs, and -will you tell me there the whole story from beginning to end over -again?" - -He smiled and said, in his bright way: - -"All right, little Heather." - -I flew upstairs. Aunt Penelope was moving about in her room, but I would -not go to her. I felt somehow that I could not meet her just yet, and -she, dear old thing, must have guessed my feelings, for she did not -attempt to trouble me. I put on my hat and jacket, snatched up my -gloves, and ran downstairs. Vernon was waiting for me. How tall he was, -and broad, and how splendidly he carried himself! - -"Oh, Vernon," I said, looking into his face, "I am so proud that you are -a soldier!" - -He laughed. - -"Thank you very much indeed, little Heather," he said. - -When we got out he drew my hand through his arm, and we went up to the -beautiful Downs. We sat on the heather and he told me the story over -again; I took it in much better this time. When it was quite finished I -said: - -[Illustration: "We sat on the heather and he told me the story over -again."] - -"And father--what is to become of father?" - -"I'm afraid he'll have to go on living with Lady Helen," was Vernon's -answer. But I shook my head. - -"No," I said; "not at all. I have a better scheme than that. Lady Helen -is very much frightened, isn't she, Vernon?" - -"A 'blue funk' doesn't even describe her," replied Vernon. - -"Well, then," I said, "I have a plan in my head. You and I will go up to -London to-morrow." "I am quite agreeable, Heather--that is, if it causes -you to hurry on our wedding day." - -"Oh, there's time enough for our wedding day," I said. "We mustn't be -selfish, you know, Vernon." - -"Selfish? By Jove!" he exclaimed. "Little you know about selfishness -when you accuse me of it." - -"Oh, Vernon," I said, "I'm just so happy I scarcely know what to do. But -because I am so happy I don't want the one I love best in all the world -after yourself to be out in the cold." - -"What do you mean by that, Heather dear?" - -"Just what I say. I don't want to leave my own darling father absolutely -miserable." - -"Jove! you're right there. But what can you do? You can't part a man -from his lawful wife." - -"No more I can--that's quite true; but I do want to see him and--I must -see Lady Helen, too. Vernon, you'll help me, won't you?" - -"By all means," he answered. "But now, let us talk of ourselves. How -soon do you think we can be married--in a fortnight? Surely a fortnight -would be long enough for any reasonable girl." - -"I am by no means certain of that," I replied. "I will marry you, -Vernon, as soon as ever I can put other matters right." - -"Oh, but I have a voice in this, for I mean to marry you without a -moment's delay--that is, I mean that I will give you one fortnight and -not an hour beyond. It is the fashion now to be married by banns. Well, -we'll have our banns cried on Sunday next and on the following Sunday -and the Sunday after, and we can be married on the Monday after that. -That's about right, isn't it? That's as it ought to be." - -"Vernon, you are so--so impulsive." - -"Well, little girl, I'm made like that. When I want a thing I generally -contrive to get it, and that as soon as possible. Jove! I did have work -in getting you. If I hadn't thought and thought, and very nearly driven -myself distracted, do you imagine for a single moment I'd have ferreted -out that secret of Gideon Dalrymple's? So much thinking is exceedingly -bad for a fellow, Heather, and the sooner you can set his heart at rest, -the better for his general health." - -"All right," I replied. "I will marry you in a fortnight if father is -happy and if Aunt Penelope is satisfied." - -"You needn't doubt her," said Vernon. "I put the question to her before -you entered the drawing-room. When you were upstairs, putting on that -pretty frock and tidying your hair, I had the brunt of the business -settled with her. She likes sharp work; she told me so. When you -appeared on the scene I was quite like an old family man pouring out the -tea for her, and all the rest." - -"There never was anyone like you," I said, and I took his hand timidly -in mine. - -"Come--this is all nonsense! Kiss me, Heather." - -"No, no, Vernon--I--I can't." - -"Don't be a dear little goose. I must be paid for what I've done. Kiss -me this instant." - -"It's your place----" I began. - -"All right, if that's how you put it." - -He clasped his arms round me and drew me close to him and kissed me over -and over and over again. - -"There now," he said; "it's your turn." - -"But you have kissed me." - -"Of course, I have. I want _you_ to kiss _me_. Now begin. Come, Heather, -don't be shy." - -I did kiss him, and after I had kissed him once I kissed him again, and -my dark eyes looked into his blue ones, and I seemed to see the -steadfast, bright, honourable soul that dwelt within his breast, and I -knew that I was the happiest of girls. - -We went slowly back from the Downs into the more shady part of the -little town. We stopped at Aunt Penelope's house. A great deal had been -happening in our absence. Buttons was flying about like a creature -demented, the parrot was calling in a voice loud enough to deafen you: -"Stop knocking at the door!" and Aunt Penelope was in her very best cap -and in her softest and most stately black silk dress. She wore black -silk dresses of the sort which are never seen now. It was thick; it -would almost stand by itself; it had a ribby sort of texture, and in -order to enrich the silk it was heavily trimmed with bands of black -velvet and with a fringe of what they called black bugles. The effect -was at once dull and extremely handsome. It suited Aunt Penelope to a -nicety--that and her little cap with the real point lace and the soft -mauve ribbons. - -When I appeared she just nodded to me and said something to Vernon, and -he said: "Yes, certainly." I ran upstairs. Presently I heard a tap at my -door. I went to open it; Aunt Penelope stood outside. - -"May I come in, Heather?" - -"Of course, darling auntie." - -I took her hand; I drew her into the room. - -"Heather, I know--it's too wonderful. What a splendid fellow! Heather, I -am glad." - -"Oh, auntie, my heart is bursting with happiness!" - -"Heather, child, I'm a woman of few words, but if your mother were alive -she'd be proud of this day. He has the very soul of honesty in his face; -he is better looking than your poor dear father ever was, but he has the -same sort of nature, so boyish, so impulsive, so brave. He's a -dear--that's all that I can say about him." - -"And if you weren't a dear for your own sake, you'd be one for calling -him one," was my somewhat incoherent answer. - -"Well, now, that's enough sentiment, child; we must to business. How do -you like my dress?" - -"It's magnificent--and you have put it on in honour of me." - -"In honour of a captain in His Majesty's army. Child, I do so greatly -respect army men." - -"Oh, yes, I see. Thank you, so do I. Indeed, it's a very handsome -dress," I continued. - -"I think so," she replied. "It was made fifteen years ago, at least. I -only wear it on the very best occasions, otherwise it would have got -greasy ages and ages before now. It's amazing how difficult it is to -keep these really good silks from turning greasy; the grease seems to -cling to them in some sort of fashion, and you can never get it out, try -as you will." - -"It looks awfully nice--it really does, auntie." - -"I am proud to be wearing it for your sake and for his to-night." - -"And you have asked him to dinner?" - -"Yes. I have come to speak of that. It is a real dinner; Jonas and I -have concocted it between us. You are to know nothing about it; you are -just to eat it when it comes on the table, and to be right-down -thankful. Now that you are happy you must eat well, for nothing in some -ways takes it out of one more than happiness. You have been looking -sadly worn out, child, and now you have got to eat and drink and get -your pretty, youthful roses back again. Oh, Heather, Vernon agrees with -me about the world; he hates fashionable people. He told me, dear boy, -that for a short time he was engaged to one of them. I never met anybody -so confiding." - -"I know all about his engagement," I said. "I saw her once, too; she was -very handsome." - -"Ah, yes; I have no doubt--a society doll. Well, he hasn't chosen badly, -when he's elected that your little face and your brown eyes and your -warm heart shall accompany him through life. You'd best smarten yourself -up a bit for dinner, Heather; I don't want your old aunt to take the -shine out of you, my love--and, remember, this dress is uncommonly -handsome." - -"Yes, auntie, I know. I shouldn't be surprised if you did take the shine -out of me; but I don't think I shall greatly mind." - -So I put on a pretty white dress, for a few of my dresses had been sent -from London, doubtless by my dear father's orders, and ran downstairs. -Bless that boy Buttons--he had effected marvels! The tiny dining room -was gay with flowers, the very best old dinner service had been got out -for the occasion, the best silver had been polished up, and I, who was -accustomed to doing pretty nearly half the work of the house, wasn't -allowed to put my hand to anything. I really felt annoyed. I did not -like to be at Hill View without attending to its household economy. - -Vernon came in from his rooms at the little hotel, looking spick and -span, as he always did. We three sat down to dinner, and certainly that -dinner was a triumph. I have often puzzled myself to wonder how Aunt -Penelope contrived to manage it. First of all there was soup, the best -soup I had ever tasted, and then there was fish, trout which had been -alive a couple of hours before, and then there was pigeon pie and peas -and potatoes, and afterwards strawberries and cream. There was also a -bottle of very old port wine, which Aunt Penelope fingered with a -trembling hand. - -"I have had it in the house since long before your mother was married," -she said to me. "Vernon, my boy, you will find it worthy of even your -refined tastes." - -Vernon immediately begged to be allowed to draw the cork; he said that -such precious old wine as that required most tender handling. Aunt -Penelope and I had a little glass each, and Vernon had one or two, and -afterwards he told Aunt Penelope something of our plans and how he and I -were going to London on the morrow to see my father and Lady Helen. - -Aunt Penelope nodded her head several times. - -"I have only one improvement to make on that plan," she said. - -"Oh, but what improvement can you make, auntie?" was my reply. - -"I can and I will," she said, with emphasis. "I am quite well now, as -well as ever. Now what I mean to do is this; I mean to go with you two -good young people. I will never be in your way, never for a moment, but -I will guard you from the malicious tongue of Mrs. Grundy. She's a nasty -old body, and I don't want her to get at you. There's a quiet little -hotel in Bloomsbury where Heather and I can have rooms, and where we can -stay, and I make not the slightest doubt that I can help Heather very -considerably in her dealings with Lady Helen Dalrymple." - -"Oh, you can, you can," I said; "it will be quite splendid!" - -So the plan was carried out. Jonas was informed that very evening that -Miss Penelope and I were going to leave Hill View early on the morrow. - -"We shall probably be back in a few days," said Aunt Penelope. "In the -meantime, Jonas, you must attend to the house cleaning; give it a -thorough turn-out. Wash every scrap of paint, Jonas; be sure you wash -the backs of the shutters, don't leave a single place with a scrap of -dirt in it; remember, I'll find it out if it exists--be certain of -that." - -"Yes, mum; thank you, mum," said Jonas. "I'll be sure to do what you -wish, mum." - -"And Jonas, you understand the garden. You can get the grass into order -and remove all the weeds. We may be having a smart time down here by and -by, there's no saying, there's no saying at all, but at least remember -that you haven't a minute to lose. You are a good boy, Jonas, and you'll -work as hard when I am away as though I were at home." - -"Yes, mum; of course, mum," said Jonas. "Me and the parrot," he added. - -"Stop knocking at the door!" shouted the parrot. - -"There! if that bird isn't enough to split one's head," said Aunt -Penelope. - -She went upstairs. Vernon had already gone back to the hotel. Buttons -gave me a feeling glance. - -"Stay below for a minute, missy. Is it true? Is there nuptials in this -'ere thing?" - -"Yes, Jonas." - -"I thought as much. Didn't I twig it when I heard his steps and saw the -starty sort of way you got into? I'm a smart boy, I am. Missy, you'll -have me at the wedding, won't you?" - -"I promise you, Jonas, you shall certainly come," I answered rashly. - -The next day we went up to London. We had no special adventure on our -journey to town. We went first-class. I remembered my journey down, and -how interesting I had thought the third-class passengers, but now we -travelled back in state. Vernon said it would be less tiring for Aunt -Penelope. When we got to Paddington we drove to the little hotel that -Aunt Penelope knew about; it was a quiet little place at one corner of a -small square in Bloomsbury. It was very old-fashioned and not much -frequented of late. The proprietor, however, knew Aunt Penelope quite -well. Had he not entertained her and my mother also in the long-ago days -when they were young? Aunt Penelope was anxious to secure the same -rooms, and, strange as it may seem, she managed to get them. The -landlord was very pleased indeed to show them to her, and she told me -afterwards that the sight of them brought a prickly sensation into the -back of her eyes, and made her feel inclined to cry. The rooms were -quiet and clean, and that was the main thing. Vernon did not think much -of them, but they pleased Aunt Penelope, and that, of course, was the -most important matter of all. - -Having arranged about the rooms, Vernon now suggested that we should -engage a taxi-cab and drive straight to Hanbury Square, but here Aunt -Penelope put down her foot. - -"What sort of cab did you say, my dear boy?" - -"A taxi-cab, auntie." He called her "auntie" from the very moment we -were properly engaged. - -"I don't like new sorts of cabs," replied my aunt. "I want what in my -young days used to be called a 'growler.' I hate hansoms; I wouldn't -dare go in one of them." - -In vain poor Vernon pleaded for the light and swift motion of the cab -which was driven by petrol. The old lady held up her hands with horror. - -"Not for worlds would I go in a motor-cab," she said. "Vernon, I have -admired you and stood up for you, but I shall do so no longer if you -even mention such a thing to me again." - -So in the end we three had to drive to my stepmother's in a four-wheeled -cab. Aunt Penelope said that it was quite a handsome conveyance, and not -the least like the "growlers" she used to remember in the days when she -and her sister were young. We got to the great and beautiful house about -noon. We walked up the steps and Vernon rang the bell. - -"Perhaps they'll be out," I could not help whispering in his ear. - -"No, I think not," he replied. "I sent a telegram this morning which I -imagine will keep them at home. Now, you'll keep up your courage, won't -you, darling?" - -"You needn't be afraid," I replied. - -He gave my hand a squeeze, and the door was flung open. The automaton -who opened it could not help becoming flesh and blood when he saw my -face. A queer flicker went over his countenance; he coloured, faintly -smiled, then, remembering himself, became a wooden man once again. - -"Is Lady Helen in?" I ventured to say. - -"Yes, Miss Dalrymple. I'll inquire of her ladyship if she can see you, -and----" he glanced at Vernon, he looked with downright suspicion at -Aunt Penelope. - -"It is all right," I said. "We can go into the little sitting-room at -the left of the hall. Will you please say that I have called, and that -Miss Despard and Captain Carbury are with me? Say that we wish to see -her ladyship." - -"And as soon as possible," snapped Aunt Penelope. "Have the goodness -further to inform Lady Helen that we are in a considerable hurry, and -would be glad if she would make it convenient not to keep us waiting -long." - -"Certainly, madam," replied the man. He disappeared, and we waited in -the little room towards the left of the hall. - -"Aunt Penelope, you _are_ brave," I could not help saying. - -"I come of a brave stock," said the old lady. "Did not my father die -when little more than a boy in the battle of Inkerman, and my -grandfather at Waterloo? Yes, I had need to be brave." - - - - -CHAPTER XXI - - -While Aunt Penelope talked my heart beat very hard. From time to time I -could not help glancing at Vernon. Was he guessing my thoughts--was he -understanding? - -He stood with his back to us, looking out of the window. Once or twice -he whistled a little, he whistled a bar of a popular melody; then he -thrust his hands into his pockets, turned swiftly round, took up a -newspaper, flung himself into a chair, and pretended to read. I might -have felt vexed with him, I might even have accused him of want of -sympathy, if I had not suddenly noticed that he was holding the paper -upside down--he was not reading at all. He was in reality as excited and -troubled as I was myself. My heart warmed to him with a great glow when -I observed this. I felt what good, what splendid friends we would be in -the future, how like nobody else in all the world he was, and what a -lucky, very lucky, girl I was to have won him. But no--even at the risk -of losing my own happiness I would not leave my father to the mercies -of Lady Helen. Unless that matter could be put right, I would not marry -my darling Vernon. The thought brought a great soreness into my heart, -and I felt the tears pricking my eyes from behind, and I was glad when -our time of suspense was over, for the same flunkey who had opened the -door for us now appeared, standing on the threshold of the little room -where we had taken refuge, and said: - -"Lady Helen's compliments, and she will be pleased to give you an -audience, Miss Dalrymple." - -"I am coming, too. Does her ladyship know?" inquired Aunt Penelope. - -"She said Miss Dalrymple," replied the man. - -"Nonsense!" said Aunt Penelope. "We'll all come, my good man. Will you -have the kindness to show the way? Now march, please; although you're -wearing such a smart livery, you're not nearly such a good servant as my -boy Jonas." - -The man's name was Robert, and he was one of the most superior servants -of the house, and I really felt annoyed with Aunt Penelope for attacking -him in this fashion. He got very red, but then his eyes met mine, and -something in my eyes must have begged of him to be patient, for he -certainly was patient, and then, without another word, he went before -us, and we three followed, and a minute or two later we were in Lady -Helen's presence. - -I was at once relieved and surprised to find that my father was not -there. It happened to be a very hot day; it was now July, and London was -suffering from a spell of intensely hot weather. Lady Helen's -sitting-room looked very cool and inviting. There were soft, bluey-green -blinds draped across the windows--the effect was a sort of bluey-grey -mist, at once refreshing and becoming. There were quantities of flowers -in the room, so much so that Aunt Penelope began to sniff at once. She -sniffed audibly, and said in a loud aside to Vernon: - -"No wonder the poor woman looks ill; such a strong smell of flowers is -bad for anyone." - -Lady Helen herself was in a most wonderful make-up that morning. She had -a very elegant figure, notwithstanding her years. She was dressed in the -extreme height of the prevailing mode, and looked--that is, until the -full light of day shone upon her--like a woman who was between forty and -fifty, at most. She must have been wearing a completely new arrangement -on her head; I cannot call it her own hair, for I happened to know that -it was only hers in the sense that she had honestly paid for it. It was -of a pale golden shade; when last I saw her she was wearing chestnut -curls. This _coiffure_ was arranged in the most becoming manner on the -top of her head, and fell in soft little ringlets round her ears and -about her neck. Her dress was of the "coat and skirt" style, cut in -tailor fashion, and extremely smart. On the back of her golden head she -wore an enormous black crinoline hat, trimmed with great ostrich tips; -altogether her appearance was too wonderful for Aunt Penelope to bear -long with patience. She was standing up as we entered the room, and now -she came quickly towards us. - -"How do you do, Heather?" she said to me. "I am quite willing to see you -again, but this lady and this gentleman!" - -"You know me very well, Lady Helen," said Vernon. "I am that Captain -Carbury who stood by your brother's death-bed--who hold his written -confession, and who is about to marry Heather Grayson." - -"All nonsense, all nonsense!" said Lady Helen. - -"But I thought----" I began. - -Lady Helen looked at Aunt Penelope. - -"It does not matter what you think, Heather; you are only a child. May I -be informed who this lady is--the lady who has dared to come into my -presence uninvited?" - -"My name, madam, is Miss Despard, and I am real own aunt to Heather -Grayson. Heather Grayson's mother, the first wife of Major Grayson, -happened to be my sister. I presume therefore, madam, that I have a -right over this young girl, more particularly as she lived with me, and -I trained her, and educated her from the time she was eight years old -until she was eighteen." - -"Ah, yes," said Lady Helen in a soft voice; "that dreadful time, those -ten terrible years!" - -"We all know the story of those years; you are, of course, aware of -that," said Captain Carbury at that moment. - -Lady Helen gave him a quick glance. - -"Yes," she said suddenly. "You observe my dress. I am in mourning for my -dear one." - -Her voice trembled for a minute. I looked at her and saw that she was -really sorry for the man who was dead. - -"He is in his grave," she continued, "poor, dear Gideon! We did what we -could for him, your father and I. Now our one desire is to let his poor -bones rest in peace." - -"Perhaps it is, madam," said Vernon just then, "but there are other -people who have a say in the matter. Now, Heather, it is time for you to -speak." - -I looked at Lady Helen and took my courage in my hands. - -"Stepmother----" - -"Oh! You acknowledge that I am your stepmother? Well, what have you to -say for yourself? You have been a nice stepdaughter to me!" - -"I could not help it," I said. "I never intended to be nasty to you." - -"Well, I don't wish to complain. But who gave you all the good things -you enjoyed, your dress, your home, your fun, your pleasure, your good -time all round? Answer me that question--who gave you those things?" - -"You did." - -"Ah! I'm glad you acknowledge it." - -"Of course I acknowledge it." - -"And do you think you have behaved well to me in return? Because I did -the very best possible for you and because a needy, poor man, almost a -pauper, for he has practically no private means, came and demanded your -hand, and your father and I considered it an improper and unsuitable -request, you took the bit between your teeth, and, without a word, -without a hint, ran away. Never shall I forget our return from Brighton -and the agony that your poor father, whom you profess to love, was in. -You ran away. Why did you run away?" - -"Because I couldn't do what you wanted." - -"And you did even worse," continued Lady Helen, "for I have discovered -everything. You had the audacity, the impropriety--you, a young girl--to -go to Lord Hawtrey's, and to try to interview him. Oh, yes; I have heard -that story, and I know what it means; and a nice meaning it has for you, -miss--a very nice meaning, indeed!" - -"You broke my heart and went away to the country and took father with -you," I said. "I could think of no one else. I went to him because I -knew he was a gentleman, and would act as such." - -"Suppose we come to the matter in hand," interrupted Vernon, who was -getting impatient at all this dallying. - -"Yes, that's right, Vernon; that's right. Keep her to the point," -exclaimed Aunt Penelope. - -I looked back at them both. Aunt Penelope's bright eyes were like little -pin points in her head; they were fixed on Lady Helen's got-up face. She -had really never before, in the whole course of her life, met such a -woman. She was studying her from every point of view. - -"I have come here, stepmother," I said, "to tell you that I--I--know all -the story with regard to my--my darling father. Vernon has told me, and -Vernon and I have made up our minds to marry, and father has given his -consent, and we mean to be married, if all comes right, in about----" - -"Best say a week, Heather," interrupted Vernon. - -"In about a fortnight from now," I continued. - -"Well, if you must put it off so long," he remarked, leaning back in his -chair. - -"But the question I have come here to-day to ask is this," I continued. -"What is to become of my father?" - -"The more proper thing for you to say, Heather Dalrymple, is this: What -is to become of the man who has had the good fortune to marry Lady Helen -Dalrymple?" - -"But I don't think it a good fortune at all," I said. "Oh, Lady Helen, -I must speak the truth; I can't beat about the bush any longer. My dear, -my darling father is not a bit happy, not a bit! He did what he did--oh! -it was so noble of him!--to--save your brother--I know the whole story. -Oh, he was a hero! But must all his life be sacrificed because he is a -hero? Your brother is in his grave; give my own dad back his freedom; -let him come and live with Vernon and me!" - -"Upon my word, I never heard of such a request in all my life!" - -"But you will do it," I said. "There need be no scandal; you can go -abroad or anywhere you like, and I am sure father will visit you -sometimes, and no one need think anything about that, and--and you know -you're not really fond of father, because if you were you would not make -him so terribly unhappy. Oh, do let him come and live with us!" - -"You take my breath away! You are the most audacious, dreadful girl I -ever came across. What do you take me for?" - -"Lady Helen, I know you have a heart somewhere." - -She looked at me. The rims round her eyes were blackened, her eyebrows -were artificially darkened, her face was powdered--could I get at any -soul behind that much bedecked exterior? Bedecked, do I call it? -Disfigured is the word I ought to use. - -"Lady Helen," I said suddenly, "give my father his happiness! Don't, oh, -don't be cruel to him any longer, I beg of you, I beseech of you!" - -"Child, don't make a fool of yourself." Lady Helen rose. - -"Listen, you good people," she said. "This little Heather Dalrymple, my -stepdaughter, would never have thought of such an absurd and ridiculous -scheme but for you; you, Miss Despard, and you, Captain Carbury, thought -this thing out. You wanted to drag me before the world as a woman -separated from her husband; you thought to disgrace me before the eyes -of the world, and you imagined that I would obey the whim of a child. I -know better. Heather, I distinctly and once for all refuse your -request." - -"Then, madam, it is my turn to say something," cried Vernon. - -"You must say it pretty quickly, sir, for my motor-car will be round in -a few minutes." - -"I fear your car must wait. You have an important matter to listen to. -It is this. You love your brother, and we all, even the most hardened of -us, have a feeling of respect towards the dead. But I can at least -assure you that there is such a thing as even greater respect for the -living who have been wronged, and the entire story of Major Grayson's -conduct shall be published before the world unless you agree to what -this young lady proposes. He will come out very much a hero, I fancy; -but your conduct in the matter will not be quite so gratifying to you -and your friends." - -"I echo every single word that Captain Carbury says!" exclaimed Aunt -Penelope. "I am very outspoken, and from first to last I have always -detested everything I have heard about you, Lady Helen; and now that I -see you I hate you more than ever. It would give me sincere pleasure to -drag your crime into the light. What right had you to work on the -feelings of the most tender-hearted of men in order to save your brother -from the shame and the punishment his sin deserved? My poor noble -brother-in-law volunteered to take your wicked brother's place. Why, -Lady Helen, it was a Christ-like deed! The least he can get for the rest -of his days, poor fellow, is peace and happiness. Oh, yes, you can -refuse, but the moment you do so the whole of this affair shall be -placed in the hands of my solicitors, for I am determined that my -brother-in-law and my niece's father shall no longer be considered -unworthy to be a true soldier of our late Queen." - -"You can leave me," said Lady Helen. "Go at once, all three of you; -don't attempt to stay another moment in my presence. You drive me mad! -Go--go--go! Oh, I shall have hysterics! I--Heather, ring the bell; my -maid must come to me; I feel the attack coming on. Oh, you awful people! -Heather, you can stay if you like; you don't mean to be cruel, I know -you don't. I who have suffered so sorely--I who am broken-hearted! But -leave me, you two others; leave me at once--at once!" - -"Not until my niece goes with me do I stir one step out of this room," -said Aunt Penelope. - -"Well, Heather child, if you must go you must. Oh, try to turn their -wicked, cruel hearts! but I--yes I----" - -"What do you mean to do?" said Vernon. "You haven't told us that yet." - -"Nothing, I tell you--nothing. You can't be so cruel--so monstrous!" - -"Miss Despard's address is 90A, Torrington Square, W.C.," said Vernon, -in his calmest voice; "that address will find her and Heather and me any -time between now and noon to-morrow. If at noon to-morrow we have not -heard from you, we shall be forced to draw our own conclusions--namely, -that you have refused to consider Heather's most natural petition, that -she should be allowed to make her father happy. It will then be our duty -to put the matter absolutely into the hands of Messrs. Fenchurch and -Grace, Miss Despard's solicitors." - -Lady Helen sank back again in her chair, her eyes shone with feverish -hate. - -"Leave me, you terrible people!" she said. "Go, all of you!" - -We went. - - - - -CHAPTER XXII - - -We said very little to each other that night at the comfortable little -hotel. I think we were all very tired. Aunt Penelope went early to bed, -Vernon and I stayed downstairs and talked about our future. We talked -languidly, however; our thoughts were not even with our own happy future -at that moment. I was thinking all the time of my father, and I know -well that Vernon was thinking of him also. Aunt Penelope went to bed -between nine and ten o'clock; it was between ten and eleven when the -door of the private sitting-room was flung open and a servant announced: -"Major Grayson," and my dear father came in. His face was flushed, and -his eyes looked feverishly bright. He came up to us both with his hands -extended. - -"My dear, good, kind children," he said; then he paused for a minute -until the waiter had shut the door. Then he took me into his arms and -kissed me half a dozen times, and then he wrung Vernon's hand and said, -"My dear boy--my good boy!" Afterwards we all got a little calmer and -sat down, I sinking close to father's side and Vernon standing opposite -to us. - -"Come, now," said father, after a minute's pause, "you must give it all -up, you know. Yes, Vernon, my boy, you must give it up, and so must that -dear Pen, and so must my little Heather. I am but fulfilling a promise -made long years ago. You none of you understand. I'll pull along -somehow, in some kind of fashion, but I won't drag that poor woman's -name into the dust. You see, my children, she doesn't know what it -means, but I do. I have plenty of strength in me--the great strength of -innocence, which supported me all through my terrible period of -imprisonment, and also the strength which is but seldom given to a -woman. Anyhow, she is not to suffer; I put down my foot. She has told me -all; I found her in a terrible state; I had to send a doctor to her. She -is in bed now; he was obliged to give her a soothing draught. Children, -both of you, I shall live in your happiness, and my own does not matter. -I can't desert Helen Dalrymple, and, what's more, I won't!" - -"Oh, Daddy!" I said. "Oh, Daddy!" - -I laid my head on his shoulder and began to sob. - -"I can't live without you," I whispered, and I pressed my lips to his -rough cheek and kissed him. He put his arm round me very firmly. - -"You will live and be very happy, little girl. And now, look here; I -could not leave our house in Hanbury Square until Helen was asleep, then -I thought I'd come round and have a talk with you. When she wakens she -must be told that you are not going to do anything. She will drop you -out of her life, Heather, and so much the better--yes, so much the -better. I can get a promise out of her that I shall come and see you now -and again, and when I do come I can assure you, my two dear young -people, I shall be as jolly as a sand-boy; you won't have anything to -complain of on that score. But while I'm here I'll just hold to the -bargain I made long years ago." - -"Oh, father, father!" I said. "Why did you make it? Why did you do it? -Why did you sacrifice yourself for her and for that man?" - -"Hush, child! You can't read all a man's motives. At that time I--I -really cared for Lady Helen. Not, perhaps, Heather, as I loved your -mother, but I was fond of her, undoubtedly; and if this trouble had -never come I should probably have married her. She loved me too. I'll -tell you one or two things I left out the other day. I had proposed to -her long before that fearful scandal came to our ears in connection with -her brother. She had refused me. I had begged and prayed her to be my -wife, but she had firmly refused. Then I got into debt; I always was an -extravagant slap-dash sort of person. I was very unhappy, and I brought -you back to England--you remember that time, don't you, little woman?" - -"Oh, yes," I said, trying to bring my thoughts back to the distant past. - -"She wanted me to do so. She thought it very bad to have a child as old -as you in India. I settled with your aunt to keep you. My debts haunted -me and although Lady Helen refused to marry me, she lent me money to pay -my debts. I went back to India, and then the thunderclap came. Lady -Helen's brother would undoubtedly have been arrested if I had not thrown -myself into the breach. I thought out a plan very quickly; I liked Helen -and I pitied her, and I did not think my own life worth saving. I went -to Helen and told her that I could put the officers of justice off the -scent and get the crime fastened on myself, and I would do so on -condition that she married me when I came out of prison. She agreed, -and there we are. Now, my dear Heather, as that's the story, I could not -go back from my bargain now." - -"It was a very bad bargain for you," I could not help saying. I trembled -very much, and the tears rolled down my cheeks. - -"But we must keep our bargains, whether they are good or bad, Heather," -whispered my father to me. "That is the law of life: as we sow we shall -reap. And I am not altogether unhappy, not since this good fellow has -found out the truth and I am cleared in his eyes, and in the eyes of -you, my child, and in my sister-in-law's eyes. Nothing else greatly -matters. Heather, you are in the morning of your days, I am in the -evening of life. When we come to the evening of life nothing concerns -us, except so to live that we may fear God and do His commandments, and -so fulfil the duty of man. That's about all, child. I am more grateful -to you than I can say, and more than grateful to you, Carbury. Give poor -dear Pen my love when she wakes, and tell her that it is quite all -right--yes, quite all right. I am in the evening of life, and I will do -my duty worthily to the very end." - -As father said the last words he got up. He took me in his arms and -kissed me; there was a solemnity about his kiss, and his dear, bright -blue eyes looked softer than I had seen them for a long time. - -"Heather, you're the image of your mother," he said abruptly. "And -she--bless her memory!--she was the one woman in all the world for me." - -Then he wrung Vernon's hand and went away. We could not detain him. I -sat up for a little longer with Vernon, and then I went upstairs to bed. -Vernon was staying in an hotel not far away. - -All that long night I lay awake, not for one minute could I slumber. My -past seemed to come before my eyes, it seemed to torture me. I felt -somehow as though I were passing into a region of great darkness, as -though I were going--I, myself--through the Valley of the Shadow of -Death. What right--oh, what right had I to be happy when my father, my -darling father, was thought so cruelly of by the world! I felt I could -not bear it. I got up, I paced the floor, I drank cold water, I went to -bed again, I tried every dodge for coaxing sleep to come to me, but -sleep would not obey my mandate. At last morning broke, and with the -first blush of dawn I got up. I was downstairs and in the breakfast-room -when Vernon appeared. He brought in some beautiful roses; he laid them -on my plate. - -"Have you told Aunt Penelope yet?" he asked. - -"No," I replied. "I have not seen her since last night." - -Just at that moment my dear auntie entered the room. - -"Well, children," she said, "I hope you have slept well. I have. I have -got a great accession of strength and am determined to go right through -with this matter. We'll wait here, as promised, until twelve o'clock, -then we'll go straight to my solicitors, and, hey, presto! the thing is -done. That fine madam will be down on her knees to us before the day is -over. I know the sort--horrible, painted wretch!" - -"You will have some breakfast before you do anything else, won't you?" -said Vernon. - -He took the head of the breakfast table. Really nothing could ever -discompose Captain Carbury. He poured out tea and coffee for us both. -Aunt Penelope ate her breakfast with appetite; then she desired me to -sit by the window and watch. - -"We have given her till twelve o'clock, but the woman may send round -long before then, that's what I am expecting." - -I looked at Vernon. The waiter had removed the breakfast things; we had -the room to ourselves. Vernon went and shut the door, then he came up to -Aunt Penelope and took her hand. - -"Twelve o'clock won't make any difference, my dear friend," he said. - -"Why, what on earth do you mean, Vernon?" was her remark. "You surely -are not backing out of it!" - -"Heather and I can have nothing to do with it." - -"You and Heather? what nonsense you talk! I don't believe I am hearing -you aright." - -"Yes, you are. Major Grayson was here last night; he came after you had -gone to bed. He doesn't wish it done; he says he will abide by his -bargain. He is as brave a soldier as I have ever come across, and for my -part I don't see why he should be deprived of his laurel wreath." - -"Oh, what are you talking about!" said Aunt Penelope. "His laurel -wreath! Why, you know as well as I do that he's cashiered from the -army. And you call that a glory, or whatever else you consider a laurel -wreath!" - -"In the eyes of God he is a hero, and he doesn't much mind what man -says. Now, I'll tell you everything. You've got to listen--you can't go -against a noble spirit like his." - -Aunt Penelope fidgeted and trembled. A great spot of pink colour came on -one of her cheeks, leaving the other pale. - -"Well, have your say," she murmured. "Have your say, I'm sure I don't -care." - -But when Vernon had done speaking, there was my dear old auntie crying -as though her heart would break. I was about to comfort her, or at least -to try to do so, when there came a hasty knock at the door. A servant -appeared with a telegram on a salver. Vernon tore it open, it was -addressed to him, and had been brought across from his hotel. His face -turned pale. - -"There is no answer," he said to the man, who withdrew. Then he put his -hand on my shoulder, and with his other hand he drew Aunt Penelope to -her feet. - -"I have something to tell you both," he said. "We are sent for; we have -to go to Hanbury Square. There has been a very bad accident. I cannot -quite understand this telegram, but he is hurt. His motor came into -collision with another last night, and he was thrown out and hurt rather -badly on his head. It may not be a great deal; it may be--everything. We -are to go at once." - -Now I knew why I had lain awake all that long night, why I had felt -instinctively that there was a dark cloud coming up and up and -enveloping my sky. I did not say a word. There are times when one cannot -shed tears, tears are so inadequate. I ran upstairs and put on my hat -and jacket, and Aunt Penelope stumbled after me and got into her outdoor -things, and Vernon had a carriage at the door, and in a few minutes we -were off. - -A few minutes later we found ourselves in Hanbury Square. There were two -doctors' carriages at the door, but they moved away to make room for us. -We entered. The servants looked distracted, the solemn sort of order -which always prevailed in that great house was lacking on that special -morning. An elderly man, with a fine head and a shock of snow-white -hair, was coming down the stairs. He turned in the hall and looked at us -three, and especially he looked at me. - -"Am I right or wrong," he said, "but do you happen to be the young lady -my patient is calling out for?" - -"Father," I said. "My father; you are speaking of my father?" - -"I am speaking of Major Dalrymple." - -"He is my father." - -"And his name is Grayson," snapped Aunt Penelope. - -The doctor took no notice of her, but he put his hand on mine. - -"You've got to be very brave, my dear," he said. "I'm glad you have -come. He is ill, you know; in fact, rather bad; in fact, very bad. Come -softly, I'll take you up to his room." - -I followed the doctor. We went up to the first floor. The doctor turned -the handle of a door. There was a spacious room; within it looked like a -hospital ward. Most of the furniture had been removed, the floor was -covered with white linen, stretched very tightly over the thick carpet. -A narrow bedstead had been drawn out into the centre of the room, the -curtains had been removed. There was a table covered with white cloths, -on which bottles had been placed. There were two trained nurses moving -softly about the room. - -A man lay stretched on his back in the centre of the bed. I went quickly -up to him. - -"Now, show courage, don't give way," said the doctor. - -I knelt down by the man and looked into his eyes. - -"I said you'd come." - -His voice was so low I could scarcely recognise it, but his eyes smiled -at me. There never were such blue eyes, there never was anyone in all -the world who could smile as sweetly as my father. I knelt by him -without speaking one word. The doctor stood behind me without moving. -Presently my father raised his voice a trifle. - -"Leave us two quite alone," he said. - -The doctor and the nurses immediately went out. When there was no one -else present my father said: - -"Stoop very low, Heather." - -I did stoop. - -"I said last night 'the evening of life'--the night has come. You will -keep my secret always? Promise." - -"Yes," I said. - -He smiled at me again and then closed his eyes. - -The doctor came back. Suddenly he bent forward and put his hand on my -father's hand and felt where his pulse ought to be, and then he said to -me: - -"Come away, my dear," and I went. - -They asked me downstairs, those two who waited, what my father had said, -and what had happened, but I only replied: "I will keep his secret--we -must all keep it--for his dear sake." - -I have kept it to this day. I am a happy wife and mother now, and the -old things are passed away. I never see Lady Helen, and I am glad of -that. I like to forget that she ever came into my life, and into -father's. Father, of course, is very happy, happier than any of us. I -talk to my children about him on Sunday evenings, and we wonder together -what he is doing in the land where there are no secrets, and where no -one is misunderstood. - - -PRINTED BY CASSELL & COMPANY, LIMITED, LA BELLE SAUVAGE, LONDON, E.C. - - * * * * * - - _BOOKS FOR YOUNG WOMEN_ - - - BETTY OF THE RECTORY - By L. T. MEADE - - FLAMING JUNE - By MRS. G. DE HORNE VAIZEY - - WILD HEATHER - By L. T. 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