scorn, as delusions induced by Mrs. Deerhurst.

"I'm sure I hope you'll take Ormerod, Adela," I remember he ended;
"then at least you would be out of the way."

For Sir John Ormerod's courtship was an evident fact to all the
family, as, indeed, Adela was heiress enough to be a good deal
troubled with suitors, though she had hitherto managed to make them
all keep their distance.

Adela laughed at him for his kind wishes, but I could see she meant
to plead for him. She had her chance, for Sir John Ormerod brought
matters to a crisis at the next ball; and though she thought, as she
said, "she had settled him," he followed it up with her guardian, and
Adela was invited to a conference in the library.

It happened that as she ran upstairs, all in a glow, she came on
Torwood at the landing. She couldn't help saying in her odd half-
laughing, half-crying voice--

"It will come right, Torwood; I've made terms, I'm out of your way."

"Not Ormerod!" he exclaimed.

"Oh! no, no!" I can hear her dash of scorn now, for I was just
behind my brother, but she went on out of breath--

"You may go on seeing her, provided you don't say a word--till--till
she's been out two years."