Mr.Merton continued,-- "We expect Lord Vargrave down soon.

He is an ardent lover, I conclude; but public life chains him so much to London.

He made an admirable speech in the Lords last night; at least, our party appear to think so.
They are to be married when Miss Cameron attains the age of eighteen." Accustomed to endurance, and skilled in the proud art of concealing emotion, Maltravers betrayed to the eye of Mr.Merton no symptom of surprise or dismay at this intelligence.

If the rector had conceived any previous suspicion that Maltravers was touched beyond mere admiration for beauty, the suspicion would have vanished as he heard his guest coldly reply,-- "I trust Lord Vargrave may deserve his happiness.

But, to return to Mr.
Justis; you corroborate my own opinion of that smooth-spoken gentleman." The conversation flowed back to business.