He was several inches taller than Mona, and a young man of singularly
noble bearing, and perhaps twenty-three years of age.

Dignity of character and sincerity of purpose were stamped upon every
feature of his intelligent face, and gleamed from his frank, genial eyes,
which met yours with a directness that won the heart and confidence
at once, while his manner and bearing as well as every detail of his
dress, betrayed the thorough gentleman.

Mr. Dinsmore smiled complacently as he marked the exchange of greetings
between the two young people. He saw that Mona was deeply interested in
her handsome escort, as her deepening color and drooping eyes plainly
betrayed.

He followed them to the door, and wished them a genial good-night, after
which he went back to his library, saying to himself:

"I could wish nothing better for her. If I can but see her safely settled
in life, I should have little to fear for the future, in spite of the
miserable past. Young Palmer is a fine fellow, and I will favor his suit
with all my heart. Then, with my will signed and sealed, my mind will be
at rest."

Alas! alas! "Man proposes and God disposes."




CHAPTER V.