'It is as I expected,' she cries; 'he is dead.' The letter was from Lord Tyrone's steward to inform them that his master had died in Dublin, on Tuesday, 14th October, at 4 p.m.

Sir Tristram endeavoured to console her, and begged her to restrain her grief, when she assured him that she felt relieved and easier now that she knew the actual fact.

She added, 'I can now give you a most satisfactory piece of intelligence, viz., that I am with child, and that it will be a boy'.

A son was born in the following July.

Sir Tristram survived its birth little more than six years.