"The girl is doing what is best and most becoming in her position--and is doing it with a patience and courage wonderful to see.

Sh e places herself under the protection of her nearest relative, until her character is vindicated and her position in your house is once more beyond a doubt.

Is this a time to throw obstacles in her way?
Be worthy of yourself, Lady Lydiard and think of the day when she will return to you without the breath of a suspicion to rest on her!" There was no disputing with him--he was too plainly in the right.

Lady Lydiard submitted; she concealed the torture that her own resolution inflicted on her with an endurance which was, indeed, worthy of herself.
Taking Isabel in her arms she kissed her in a passion of sorrow and love.

"My poor dear! My own sweet girl! don't suppose that this is a parting kiss! I shall see you again--often and often I shall see you again at your aunt's!" At a sign from Mr.Troy, Robert took Isabel's arm in his and led her away.