He could not let it go on longer than that.

Madaline could not remain unknown and uncared for in that little county town; it was not to be thought of.

Therefore, if his father lived, and all went well, he would tell his story then; if, on the contrary, his health failed, then he would keep his secret altogether, and his father would never know that he had disobeyed him.
There was a wonderful affection between this father and son.

The earl was the first to notice the change that had come over his bright, handsome boy; the music had all gone from his voice, the ring from his laughter, the light from his face.

Presently he observed the deep mourning dress.
"Hubert," he asked, suddenly, "for whom are you in mourning ?" Lord Charlewood's face flushed.