" But still she could say nothing. "Well, now;--he has been
with me to-day."
"Mr. Twentyman?"
"Yes,---Mr. Twentyman. He knows you're going to Cheltenham and of
course he has nothing to say against that. No young man such as he
would be sorry that his sweetheart should be entertained by such a
lady as Lady Ushant. But he says that he wants to have an answer
before you go."
"I did answer him, papa."
"Yes,--you refused him. But he hopes that perhaps you may think
better of it. He has been with me and I have told him that if he
will come to-morrow you will see him. He is to be here after dinner
and you had better just take him up-stairs and hear what he has to
say. If you can make up your mind to like him you will please all
your family. But if you can't, I won't quarrel with you, my dear."
"Oh papa, you are always so good."
"Of course I am anxious that you should have a home of your own;--
but let it be how it may I will not quarrel with my child."
All that evening, and almost all the night, and again on the
following morning Mary turned it over in her mind. She was quite
sure that she was not in love with Larry Twentyman; but she was by
no means sure that it might not be her duty to accept him without
being in love with him. Of course he must know the whole truth; but
she could tell him the truth and then leave it for him to decide.
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