She had, indeed, no knowledge of their intentions, which were on a
mercenary basis, but this did not prevent Antony from feeling that
Richard had in some degree frustrated his plans. But he allowed
Himself no evidences of this feeling; he gave Richard his
congratulations, and in a merry way "supposed that the kindest thing
he could now do for all parties was to choose a wife also."

But very soon he ordered his horse and rode thoughtfully over to
Eltham. The Hon. George was in his apartments reading "Blackwood,"
though there was a riding party gathering on the lawn.

"Are you not going with them?" asked Antony, indicating the laughing
group outside with a motion of his hand.

"Not I. I hope to do something more with my life than be my elder
brother's lieutenant. Last night I spoke to Lord Eltham concerning
our intentions. He thinks well of them, Antony, and promises all the
help he can give us."

"I am sorry to tell you, George, that Elizabeth is to marry cousin
Fontaine. The engagement is formally made and sanctioned."

"I am very sorry. It is a great disappointment to me."

"You were too dilatory. I advised you to speak to Elizabeth some months
ago."

"I tried to do so, but it was impossible to say pretty things to her.
I felt abashed if I tried to compliment her, and she always appeared
so unconscious of a fellow, that it was depressing."