comfortably in two small rooms, and with bad dinners."

"I do not care a straw about my dinners."

"Not now that you are a lover, but you would do when you were a
husband. And you change your linen almost every day."

"Bah!"

"Yes; bah, if you please. But I know what these things cost. You
had better go to England and fetch a rich wife. Then you will
become a partner at once, and Uncle Hatto won't snub you. And you
will be a grand man, and have a horse to ride on." Whereupon
Herbert went away in disgust. Nothing in all this made him so
unhappy as the feeling that Isa, under all their joint privations,
would not be unhappy herself. As far as he could see, all this made
no difference in Isa.

But, in truth, he had not yet read Isa's character very thoroughly.
She had spoken truly in saying that she knew nothing of that
boisterous love which was now tormenting him and making him gloomy;
but nevertheless she loved him. She, in her short life, had learnt
many lessons of self-denial; and now with reference to this half-
promised husband she would again have practised such a lesson. Had
he agreed at once to go from her, she would have balanced her own
account within her own breast, and have kept to herself all her
sufferings. There would have been no outward show of baffled love,-
-none even in the colour of her cheeks; for such was the nature of
her temperament. But she did suffer for him. Day by day she began
to think that his love, though boisterous as she had at first called