Only it will be me instead of my father--that's all." "You instead of your father--that's all," echoed Lady Mary.

She felt as though her mind had suddenly become a blank.
"I used to rebel against poor papa," said Peter, remorsefully.

"But now I look back, I know he was just the kind of man I should like to be." She kissed his hand in silence.

Her face was hidden.
"I want you--and my aunts, to feel that, though I am young and inexperienced, and all that," said Peter, tenderly, "there are to be no changes." "But, Peter," said his mother, rather tremulously, "there are--sure to be--changes.

You will want to marry, sooner or later.