It wouldn't be like leaving Barracombe." "Yes, I think they could be happy there," said Lady Mary.

She felt that the moment had come at last.

Her heart beat thickly, and her colour came and went.

"But if _they_ were happily settled at the Dower House," she said slowly, for her agitation was making her breathless, and she did not want Peter to notice it,"-- I would willingly give it up to them altogether.

It could not matter whether _I_ were there or not.