I trust the healthy air of Cornwall and the quiet of his parish will restore him to health, for the care which preserved that of Louis has, I fear, ruined his own.

He goes to London to-morrow to see Herbert; the society of your cousins cannot fail to do him good.

Louis joins the army in a few months, and then Mr.Myrvin will take possession of his living; but you will in all probability see them before, as Lord and Lady St.Eval have sent a pressing invitation for them to come down to Castle Terryn, and as soon as Mr.Myrvin returns from London, Louis intends doing so.

I want to hear Herbert's opinion of his friend, as my dismal fancies concerning him may, after all, be only a woman's fancy, yet looking ill he decidedly is." So wrote Lady Florence, and very soon Herbert and Percy's letters home confirmed all she had said.

Either the air of Germany had not been congenial, or some other cause had so changed his outward appearance and tinged his manner, that Herbert could not look on him without pain; but the restless irritation, the haughty indifference which had been his before he left Oakwood, no longer existed.