A few years after this back comes Mr.Kingdon as large as life, married to some dark-faced, frizzy-haired lady, whose father owned half the Indies, according to people's talk: but he fought very shy of James Halliday; but when they did meet one day at the covert side, Jim rode up to the honourable gentleman and asked him what he had done with Susan Meynell.

Those that saw the meeting say that Montagu Kingdon turned as white as a ghost when he saw Jim Halliday riding up to him on his big, raw-boned horse; but nothing came of the quarrel.

Mr.Kingdon did not live many years to enjoy the money his frizzy-haired West-Indian lady brought him.

He died before his brother, Lord Durnsville, and left neither chick nor child to inherit his money, nor yet the Durnsville title, which was extinct on the death of the viscount." "And what of the poor girl ?" "Ay, poor lass, what of her?
It was fourteen years after she left her home before her sister got so much as a line to say she was in the land of the living.

When a letter did come at last, it was a very melancholy one.