Mr. Mansell, and wants to tell her story by letter. Now, I think,
considering all things, she has a right to take her own way.'

'You said I was not to go without meeting her!'

'I had assented, and was devising how to march off my lunatic
quietly, when the feminine goodnatured heart that is in her began to
relent, and she looked up in my face with a smile, and said the poor
dears were really exemplary, and if Isabel should walk to the beach
and should meet any one there, she need know nothing about it.'

'What says Isabel?'

'She held up her stately head, and thought it would be a better
return for Mr. Mansell's kindness to tell him herself before leaving
Beauchastel; but Lady Conway entreated her not to be hasty, and
protested that her fears were of Mr. Mansell's displeasure with her
for not having taken better care of her--she dreaded a break, and so
on,--till the end of it was, that though we agree that prudence would
carry us off to-morrow morning, yet her ladyship will look the other
way, if you happen to be on the southern beach at eleven o'clock to-
morrow morning. I suppose you were very headlong and peremptory in
your note, for I could not imagine Isabel consenting to a secret
tryste even so authorized.'

'I never asked for any such thing! I would not for worlds see her
led to do anything underhand.'

'She will honour you! That's right, Jem!'