red-tiled roof--the only red-roofed cottage on the road."

"Thank you very much, sir," said Webster.

"You will like Noël McAllister," went on the curé; "he is a fine manly
young fellow, and was my pupil for many years, so I know him well."

"I am infinitely obliged to you, sir," said Webster, gratefully. "I
suppose we may call at the cottage the first thing in the morning. The
only house on the road with a red-tiled roof you said? Thanks. We shall
not detain you longer. Good-evening, sir, good-evening."

And Webster, having obtained the desired information, marched off with
his clerk, leaving the curé in wondering perplexity as to his relations
with the McAllisters.




CHAPTER VI.

"The love of money is the root of all evil."


"Yes, Mr. McAllister, there is no choice. The estates are so left by the
old lord that unless you marry your cousin you can have no part of them.
An empty title you will have, to be sure; much good that is to anyone
nowadays! In case of your refusing the conditions imposed upon you by the
late lord's will, which Lady McAllister is determined to see faithfully
carried out, my advice to you is to stay here and remain a fisherman all