cruel pain that had suddenly ceased. More than he had ever desired seemed
to be fulfilled; the reality exceeded the dream. What greater happiness
than to live here, and with this woman! His thoughts paused, for he had
forgotten the girl up-stairs. She was not happy; but he would make her
happy--of that he was quite certain. At that moment Mrs. Bentley said--

'I hope you like your home. Is not the prospect a lovely one?'

'Yes; but I was thinking at that moment of Emily. I suppose I must accustom
myself to call her by her Christian name. She is my cousin, and we are
going to live together. But, by the way, she cannot stay here alone. I
hope--I may trust that you will remain with her?'

Mrs. Bentley turned her face towards him; he noticed the look of pleasure
that had passed into it.

'Thank you; it is very good of you. I shall be glad to remain with Emily as
long as she cares for my society. It is needless to say I shall do my best
to deserve your approval.'

[Illustration: "They dined at the Café Royal."]

Her voice fell, and he heard her sigh, and in his happiness it seemed to
him to be a pity that he should find unhappiness in others.

They went into the drawing-room. Mrs. Bentley asked him if he liked music,
and she went to the piano and sang some Scotch songs very sweetly. Then she
took a book from the table and bade him good-night. She was sure that he
would excuse her. She must go and see after Emily.