ow distinguished
and useful and good he was all those years. Only now I shall have the
pleasure of telling you," and she smiled. She was quite a different
being when free from the unsympathizing influence which, without
her understanding it, had kept her from dwelling on her dearest
associations.

"It will be a pleasure of pleasures," said Ermine, eagerly.

"Then you will do me a favour, a very great favour," said Lady Temple,
laying hold of her hand again, "if you and your sister and niece will
come and stay with me." And as Ermine commenced her refusal, she went
on in the same coaxing way, with a description of her plans for Ermine's
comfort, giving her two rooms on the ground floor, and assuring her of
the absence of steps, the immunity from all teasing by the children, of
the full consent of her sister, and the wishes of the Colonel, nay, when
Ermine was still unpersuaded of the exceeding kindness it would be to
herself. "You see I am terribly young, really," she said, "though I
have so many boys, and my aunt thinks it awkward for me to have so
many officers calling, and I can't keep them away because they are my
father's and Sir Stephen's old friends; so please do come and make it
all right!"

Ermine was driven so hard, and so entirely deprived of all excuse, that
she had no alternative left but to come to the real motive.

"I ought not," she said, "it is not good for him, so you must not press
me, dear Lady Temple. You see it is best for him that nobody should ever
know of what has been between us."

"What! don't you mean--?" exclaimed Fanny, breaking short off.

"I cannot!" said Ermine.

"But he would like it. He wishes it as much as ever."

"I know he does," said Ermine, with a troubled voice; "but you see that
is because he did not know what a wretched remnant I am, and he never
has had time to think about any one else."

"Oh no, no."

"And it would be very unfair of me to take advantage of that, and give
him such a thing as I am."

"Oh dear, but that is very sad!" cried Fanny, looking much startled.

"But I am sure you must see that it is right."

"It may be right," and out burst Fanny's ready tears; "but it is very,
very hard and disagreeable, if you don't mind my saying so, when I know
it is so good of you. And don't you mean to let him even see you, when
he has been constant so long?"

"No; I see no reason for denying myself that; indeed I believe it is
better for him to grow used to me as