proportion--a pearl of pearls! Only, as Lady Rowley was the first
to find out, he liked to have his own way.

'But his way is such a good way,' said Sir Marmaduke. 'He will be
such a good guide for the girls!'

'But Emily likes her way too,' said Lady Rowley.

Sir Marmaduke argued the matter no further, but thought, no doubt,
that such a husband as Louis Trevelyan was entitled to have his
own way. He probably had not observed his daughter's temper so
accurately as his wife had done. With eight of them coming up around
him, how should he have observed their tempers? At any rate, if
there were anything amiss with Emily's temper, it would be well
that she should find her master in such a husband as Louis Trevelyan.

For nearly two years the little household in Curzon Street went on
well, or if anything was the matter no one outside of the little
household was aware of it. And there was a baby, a boy, a young
Louis, and a baby in such a household is apt to make things go
sweetly.

The marriage had taken place in July, and after the wedding tour
there had been a winter and a spring in London; and then they passed
a month or two at the sea-side, after which the baby had been born.
And then there came another winter and another spring. Nora Rowley
was with them in London, and by this time Mr Trevelyan had begun
to think that he should like to have his own way completely. His
baby was very nice, and his wife was clever, pretty, and attractive.
Nora was all that an unmarried sister should be. But but there had