Arabella Trefoil was not very clever, but she had given all her mind to this peculiar phase of life, and, to use a common phrase, knew what she was about.

She was quite alive to the fact that different men require different manners in a young woman; and as she had adapted herself to Mr.Morton at Washington, so could she at Rufford adapt herself to Lord Rufford.

At the present moment the lord was in love with her as much as he was wont to be in love.

"Doesn't it seem an immense time since we came here yesterday ?" she said to him.

"There has been so much done." "There has been a great misfortune." "I suppose that is it.