such heavy expenses. After four years with your grandmother,
Audrey should be quite capable. She always had a sensible head on her
shoulders and for certain granny has given her a good training."

"Ye-es," said Faith musingly, "I--I wonder how she will like coming away.
I believe she will not like it at all." But Faith kept that last thought
to herself.

CHAPTER II.

Old Mrs. Carlyle, or 'Granny Carlyle' it would be politer, perhaps, to
call her, lived at Farbridge, which was a whole sixty miles from the
little village where her only son was vicar.

Granny Carlyle had been born in Farbridge, married, and spent all her life
there, and hoped, so she often declared, to remain there to the end of her
days. And there seemed no reason why she should not attain her wish.

Farbridge was a large country-town, with wide streets, good shops, and a
park. To Audrey Carlyle, when first she went there, it appeared a
splendid place; she felt sure none of the big cities of the world could
outdo it, even if they equalled it. The park, with its close-cut grass,
its trees and flower-beds, asphalt paths, and green-painted seats, was to
her one of the beauty spots of England.

"Oh, it does look lovely," she sighed happily, as she gazed at it.
"After the untidy old moor at home, it looks beautiful, granny."

"It is certainly different," agreed granny, with a twinkle in her eyes.
Nevertheless she was well pleased. "I am bound to say I am no lover of
the depths of the country. When I walk I like to walk in comfort, and to
feel that there is no risk of my twisting my ankle in a rabbit-hole, or by
tumbling over a tussock." She was glad that Audrey shared her taste,
but she was not quite sure that the taste was a good one.

Granny Carlyle's house, 'Parkview,' solid, double-fronted, handsome, stood
on the opposite side of the roadway, facing the park. As Audrey sat at
meals in the dining-room, she looked across at the prim patches of green
grass, intersected by black paths, the whole outlined by gay, trim
flower-beds. Two of the patches of green had large trees in the middle,
with wooden seats encircling their trunks; on several of the other patches
were green seats with backs to them; the backs were all towards
'Parkview,' so that those who rested on them might be able to enjoy the
view, for, though the railway-station stood on the opposite side of the
road which ran along the lower side of the park, the tree-clad hills ros