CHAPTER XXXVII.

THIS important decision, when at last finally settled, necessitated other steps more embarrassing and difficult than anything that could be discussed in the

ilex avenue. Even Sora Antonia's protection ceased to be altogether satisfactory to the suddenly-awakened mind of Alice, who at the same time was so unaccustomed to think or act for herself that she knew not what to do in the emergency. If Colin had been the kind of man who would have decided for her at once, and indicated what he thought she ought to do, Alice was the kind of woman to act steadily and bravely upon the indication. But, unfortunately, Colin did not understand how to dictate to a woman, having known most intimately of all womankind his mother, who was treated after an altogether different fashion; and Lauderdale, though sufficiently aware of the embarrassing nature of their position, belonged, notwithstanding his natural refinement, to a class which sets no great store upon punctilio. Now that everything was settled between the "young folk," Alice's unprotected state did not distress him so much as formerly. The marriage, which must take place immediately, was already in his eye a sufficient shelter for the solitary girl; and the indecorum of the whole business no longer occurred to him. As for Colin, he, as was natural, regarded with a certain excitement the strange step he was about to take, not No. 62.-VOL. XI.

knowing what anybody would think of it, nor how he was to live with his bride, nor what influence an act so unsuitable to his circumstances would have upon his prospects and position. It was of a piece with the rashness and visionary character of the whole transaction, that Alice's money, which she had herself recurred to as "enough to live upon," never entered into the calculations of the young man who was going to marry on the Snell scholarship, without being at all convinced in his own mind that the Snell scholarship could be held by a married man. A married man!--the title had an absurd sound as applied to himself, even in his own ears. He was just over one-and-twenty, and had not a penny in the world. But these considerations, after all, had not half so much effect upon him as the thought of his mother's grave countenance when she should read his next letter, and the displeasure of his father, who perhaps already regarded with a not altogether satisfied eye the spectacle of a son of his gone abroad for his health. If Colin could but have made sure of the nature of the reception he was likely to have at Ramore, prudential considerations of any other character would have had but a momentary weight; but at present, amid his other perplexities, the young man felt a certain boyish confusion at the thought of asking his mother to receive and recognise his wife. However, the important letter had been written, and was on its way, and he

could only hope that his previous letters had prepared the household for that startling intimation. Apart from Ramore, the matter had a less serious aspect; for Colin, who had been poor all his life, no more believed in poverty than if he had been a prince, and had a certain instinctive certainty of getting what he wanted, which belonged to his youth. Besides, he was not a poor gentleman, hampered, and helpless, but knew, at the worst, that he could always work for his wife. At the same time, in the midst of all the seriousness of the position of his tender affection for Alice, and reverence for her helplessness, and even of that inexpressible blank and sense of disappointment in his heart which even his affection could not quite neutralize,—a curious sense of humour, and feeling that the whole matter was a kind of practical joke on a grand scale, intruded into Colin's ideas from time to time, and made him laugh, and then made him furious with himself; for Alice, to be sure, saw no joke in the matter. She was, indeed, altogether wanting in the sense of humour, if even her grief would have permitted her to exercise it, and was sufficiently occupied by the real difficulties of her position, secluding herself in Sora Antonia's apartments, and wavering in an agony of timidity and uncertainty over the idea of leaving that kind protector and going somewhere else, even though among strangers, in order to obey the necessary proprieties. She had not a soul to consult about what she should do except Sora Antonia herself and Lauderdale, neither of whom now thought it necessary to suggest a removal on the part of either of the young people; and though thoughts of going into Rome, and finding somebody who would give her shelter for a week or two till Colin's arrangements were complete, hovered in the mind of Alice, she had no courage to carry out such an idea, being still in her first grief, poor child, although this new excitement had entered into her life.

As for Colin, affairs went much less easily with him when he betook himself to the English clergyman to ask his

services. The inquiries instituted by this new judge were of a kind altogether unforeseen by the thoughtless young

man.

She

To be sure, a mourning sister is not usually married a few weeks after her brother's death, and the questioner was justified in thinking the circumstance strange. Nor was it at all difficult to elicit from Colin a story which, viewed by suspicious and ignorant eyes, threw quite a different colour on the business. The young lady was the daughter of Mr. Meredith of Maltby, as the clergyman, who had laid Arthur in his grave, was already aware. was young, under age, and her father had not been consulted about her proposed marriage; and she was at present entirely in the hands and under the influence of the young Scotchman, who, though his manners were considered irreproachable by Miss Matty Frankland, who was a critic in manners, still lacked certain particulars in his general demeanour by which the higher class of Englishmen are distinguished. He was more interested, more transparent, more expressive than he would probably have been had he been entirely Alice's equal; and he was slightly wanting in calmness and that soft haze of impertinence which sets off good breeding-in short, he had not the full ring of the genuine metal; and a man who lived in Rome, and was used to stories of adventurers and interested marriages, not unnaturally jumped at the conclusion that Colin (being a Scotchman beside, and consequently the impersonation, save the mark! of money-getting) was bent upon securing to himself the poor little girl's fortune. Before the cross-examination was done Colin began somehow to feel himself a suspicious character; for it is astonishing what an effect there is in that bland look of superior penetration and air of seeing through a subject, however aware the person under examination may be that his judge knows nothing about it. Then the investigator turned the discussion upon pecuniary matters, which after all was the branch of examination for which Colin was least prepared.

"Miss Meredith has some fortune, I presume?" he said. "Is it at her own disposal for on this, as well as on other matters, it appears to me absolutely necessary that her father should be consulted."

"I have already told you that her father has been consulted," said Colin, with a little vexation, "and you have seen the answer to my friend's letter. I have not the least idea what her fortune is, or if she has any. Yes, I recollect she said she had enough to live upon; but it did not occur to me to make any inquiries on the subject," said the young man; which more than ever confirmed his questioner that this was not a member of the higher class with whom he had to deal.

"And you?" he said. "Your friends are aware, I presume--and your means are sufficient to maintain

"I," said Colin, who with difficulty restrained a smile, "I have not very much; but I am quite able to work for my wife.

It seems to me, however, that this examination is more than I bargained for. If Miss Meredith is satisfied on these points, that is surely enough-seeing, unfortunately, that she has no one to stand by her--"

"I beg your pardon," said the clergyman, "it is the duty of my office to stand by her. I do not see that I can carry out your wishes-certainly not without having a conversation with the young lady. I cannot say that I feel satisfied;-not that I blame you, of course, but you are a very young man, and your feelings, you know, being involved. However, my wife and myself will see Miss Meredith, and you can call on me again."

"Very well," said Colin, getting up; and then, after making a step or two to the door, he returned. "I am anxious to have everything concluded the earliest possible moment," he said. "Pray do not lose any time. She is very solitary, and has no proper protector," Colin continued, with an ingenuous flush on his face. He looked so young, so honest, and earnest, that even experience was shaken for the moment by the sight of Truth. But

then it is the business of experience to fence off Truth, and defy the impressions of Nature, and so the representative of authority, though shaken for a moment, did not give in.

"By the bye, I fear I did not understand you," he said. "You are not living in the same house? Considering all the circumstances, I cannot think that proper. Either she should find another home, or you should leave the house, any gentleman would have thought of that," said the priest severely, perhaps by way of indemnifying himself for the passing sentiment of kindness which had moved him. Colin's face grew crimson at these words. The idea flashed upon himself for the first time, and filled him with shame and confusion; but the young man had so far attained that perfection of good breeding which is only developed by contact with men, that the reproof, which was just, did not irritate him, a fact which once more made the clergyman waver in his opinion.

"It is very true," said Colin, confused, yet impulsive; "though I am ashamed

to

say I never thought of it before. We have all been so much occupied with poor Arthur. But what you say is perfectly just, and I am obliged to you for the suggestion. I shall take rooms in Rome to-night."

Upon which the two parted with more amity than could have been expected, for Colin's clerical judge was pleased to have his advice taken so readily, as was natural, and began to incline towards the opinion that a young man who did not resent the imputation of having failed in a point which "any gentleman would have thought of," but confessed without hesitation that it had not occurred to him, could be nothing less than a gentleman. Notwithstanding, the first step taken by this sensible and experienced man was to write a letter by that day's post to Mr. Meredith of Maltby, informing him of the applica tion Colin had just made. He knew nothing against the young man, the reverend gentleman was good enough to say, he was very young and well-looking, and had a good expression, and

might be an unexceptionable connexion; but still, without her father's consent, Mr. Meredith might rest assured he would take no steps in the business. When he had written this letter, the clergyman summoned his wife and took the trouble of going out to Frascati to see Alice, which he would not have done had he not been a just and kind man ; while at the same time his heart was relenting to Colin, whom the clerical couple met in the street, and who took off his hat when he encountered them, without the least shadow of resentment. It is so long since all this happened that the name of the clergyman thus temporarily occupying the place of the chaplain at Rome has escaped recollection, and Colin's historian has no desire to coin names or confuse identities. The gentleman in question was, it is supposed, an English rector taking his holiday. He went out to Frascati, like an honourable and just person as he was, to see what the solitary girl was about, thus left to the chances of the world, and found Alice in the great salone in her black dress, under charge of Sora Antonia, who sat with her white handkerchief on her ample shoulders, twirling her spindle, and spinning along with her thread many a tale of chequered human existence, for the amusement of her charge; who, however, for the first time in her life, had begun to be unconscious of what was said to her, and to spend her days in strains of reverie all unusual to Alice-mingled dreams and intentions, dim pictures of the life that was to be, and purposes which were to be carried out therein. Sora Antonia's stories, which required no answer, were very congenial to Alice's state of mind; and now and then a word from the narrative fell into and gave a new direction to her thoughts. From all this she woke up with a little start when the English visitors entered, and it was with difficulty she restrained the tears which came in a choking flood when she recognised the clergyman. He had seen Arthur repeatedly during his illness and had given him the sacrament, and laid him in his grave, and all the associations

connected with him were too much for her, although after Arthur's death the good man had forgotten the poor little mourning sister. When she recovered, however, Alice was much more able to cope with her reverend questioner than Colin had been-perhaps because she was a woman, perhaps because she had more of the case of society, perhaps because in this matter at least her own feelings were more profound and unmixed than those of her young fiancé. She composed herself with an effort when he introduced the object of his visit, recognising the necessity of explanation, and ready to give all that was in her power.

"No; papa does not know," said Alice, "but it is because he has taken no charge of me-he has left me to myself. I should not have minded so much if you had been of our county, for then you would have understood; but you are a clergyman, and Mrs.

"I am a clergyman's wife," the lady said, kindly; "anything you say will be sacred to me."

"Ah," said Alice, with a little impatient sigh; and she could not help looking at the door, and longing for Colin, who was coming no more, though she did not know that; for the girl, though she was not clever, had a perception within her, such as never would have come to Colin, that, notwithstanding this solemn assurance, the fact that her visitor was a clergyman's wife would not prevent her story from oozing out into the common current of English talk in Rome;-but, notwithstanding, Alice, whose ideas of her duty to the world were very clear, knew that the story must be told. She went on accordingly very steadily, though with thrills and flushes of colour coming and going-and the chances are that Colin's ideal woman, could she have been placed in the same position, would not have acquitted herself half so well.

"It will be necessary to tell you everything from the beginning, or you will not understand it," said Alice. "Papa did not do exactly as Arthur

thought right in some things, and, though I did not think myself a judge, I-I took Arthur's side a little; and then Mrs. Meredith came to Maltby suddenly with the children. It was a great surprise to us, for we did not know till that moment that papa had married again. I would rather not say anything about Mrs. Meredith," said Alice, showing a little agitation, "but Arthur did not think she was a person whom I could stay with; and, when he had to leave himself, he brought me with him. Indeed, I wanted very much to come. I could not bear that he should go away by himself; and I should have died had I been left there with papa, and everything so changed. I wrote after we left, but papa would not answer my letter, nor take any notice of us. I am very sorry, but I cannot help it. That is all. I suppose you heard of Mrs. Meredith's letter to Mr. Lauderdale. My aunt is in India; so I could not go to her and all the rest are dead; that is why I have stayed here."

It is very sad to think you should be so lonely," said the clergyman, "and it is a very trying position for one so young. Still there are families in Rome that would have received you; and I think, my dear Miss Meredith-you must not suppose me harsh; it is only your good I am thinking of-I think you should yourself have communicated with your father."

"I wrote to Aunt Mary," said Alice. "I told her everything. I thought she would be sure to advise me for the best. But papa would not answer the letter I wrote him after we left home, and he refuses to have anything to do with me in Mr. Lauderdale's letter. I do not understand what I can do more."

"But you have not waited to be advised," said the English priest, whose wife had taken the poor little culprit's hand, and was whispering to her, "Compose yourself, my dear," and "We are your friends," and "Mr. only means it for your good," with other such scraps of consolation. Alice scarcely needed. the first exhortation, having, in a large degree, that steady power of self-control

which is one of the most valuable endowments in the world. "You have not waited for your aunt's advice," continued the clergyman. "Indeed, I confess it is very hard to blame you;. but still it is a very serious step to take, and one that a young creature like you. should not venture upon without the advice of her friends. Mr. Campbell also is very young, and you cannot have known each other very long."

"All the winter," said Alice, with a faint colour, for affairs were too serious for ordinary blushing; "at least all the spring, ever since we left England. And it has not been common knowing," she added, with a deepening flush. "He and Mr. Lauderdale were like brothers to Arthur-they nursed him night and day; they nursed him better than I did," said the poor sister, bursting forth into natural tears. "The people we have known all our lives were never so good to us. He said at the very last that they were to take care of me; and they have taken care of me," said Alice, among her sobs, raised for a moment. beyond herself by her sense of the chivalrous guardianship which had surrounded her, 66 as if I had been a queen."

"My dear child, lean upon me," said the lady sitting by; "don't be afraid of us; don't mind crying, it will be a relief to you. Mr. only means it for your good; he does not. intend to vex you, dear."

"Certainly not, certainly not," said the clergyman, taking a little walk to the window, as men do in perplexity; and then he came back and drew hisseat closer, as Alice regained the mastery over herself. "My dear young lady,, have confidence in me. Am I to under-stand that it is from gratitude you have made up your mind to accept Mr. Campbell? Don't hesitate. I beg of: you to let me know the truth."

The downcast face of Alice grew crimson suddenly to the hair; and then she lifted her eyes, not to the man who was questioning her, but to the woman who sat beside her. Those eyes were full of indignant complaint and appeal. "Can you, a woman, stand by and see