the very first there arose between them a matter of difference, as to
which there was no quarrel, but very much of argument. In that argument
Lady Scroope was unable to prevail. She was very anxious that the heir
should at once abandon his profession and sell out of the army. Of what
use could it be to him now to run after his regiment to Ireland, seeing
that undoubtedly the great duties of his life all centred at Scroope?
There were many discussions on the subject, but Fred would not give
way in regard to the next year. He would have this year, he said, to
himself;--and after that he would come and settle himself at Scroope.
Yes; no doubt he would marry as soon as he could find a fitting wife. Of
course it would be right that he should marry. He fully understood the
responsibilities of his position;--so he said, in answer to his aunt's
eager, scrutinising, beseeching questions. But as he had joined his
regiment, he thought it would be good for him to remain with it one year
longer. He particularly desired to see something of Ireland, and if he
did not do so now, he would never have the opportunity. Lady Scroope,
understanding well that he was pleading for a year of grace from the
dulness of the Manor, explained to him that his uncle would by no means
expect that he should remain always at Scroope. If he would marry,
the old London house should be prepared for him and his bride. He
might travel,--not, however, going very far afield. He might get into
Parliament; as to which, if such were his ambition, his uncle would give
him every aid. He might have his friends at Scroope Manor,--Carnaby and
all the rest of them. Every allurement was offered to him. But he had
commenced by claiming a year of grace, and to that claim he adhered.

Could his uncle have brought himself to make the request in person, at
first, he might probably have succeeded;--and had he succeeded, there
would have been no story for us as to the fortunes of Scroope Manor. But
the Earl was too proud and perhaps too diffident to make the attempt.