"Yes," said Harry, blushing; "as I was in town, I thought that I might
as well meet her. But, as you said, Lady Ongar is able to do without
much assistance of that kind. I only just saw her."

"Julia took it so kindly of you; but she seems surprised that you did
not come to her the following day. She thought you would have called."

"Oh, dear, no. I fancied that she would be too tired and too busy to
wish to see any mere acquaintance."

"Ah, Harry, I see that she has angered you," said Lady Clavering;
"otherwise you would not talk about mere acquaintance."

"Not in the least. Angered me! How could she anger me? What I meant was
that at such a time she would probably wish to see no one but people on
business--unless it was some one near to her, like yourself or Hugh."

"Hugh will not go to her."

"But you will do so; will you not?"

"Before long I will. You don't seem to understand, Harry--and, perhaps,
it would be odd if you did--that I can't run up to town and back as I
please. I ought not to tell you this, I dare say, but one feels as
though one wanted to talk to some one about one's affairs. At the
present moment, I have not the money to go--even if there was no other
reason." These last words she said almost in a whisper, and then she
looked up into the young man's face, to see what he thought of the
communication she had made him.