This house is yours; the town house and Mount Severn go to Mr.
Vane; and I have nothing." "But surely Mr.Vane will be delighted to welcome you to your old home.
The houses pass to him--it almost seems as though you had the greater right in them, than he or Mrs.Vane." "My home with them!" she retorted, as if the words had stung her.

"What are you saying, Mr.Carlyle ?" "I beg your pardon, Lady Isabel.

I should not have presumed to touch upon these points myself, but--" "Nay, I think I ought to beg yours," she interrupted, more calmly.

"I am only grateful for the interest you take in them--the kindness you have shown.

But I could not make my home with Mrs.Vane." Mr.Carlyle rose.