rthy skulk, a lunatic, a subverter of rank, and a Radical!
And because he was a bastard, is the whole world base? And to come and
live like that in a house of mine, and pay me no rent, and never even
let me see him! Your grandfather was quite right, my dear, in giving him
the cold shoulder. Of course you won't pay him a farthing."

"You forget that he is dead," I answered, "and his poor mother with him.
At least he behaved well to his mother. You called him a hero--when you
knew not who he was. Poor fellow, he is dead! And, in spite of all, I
can not help being very sorry for him."

"Yes, I dare say. Women always are. But you must show a little
common-sense, Erema. Your grandfather seems to have had too much, and
your father far too little. We must keep this matter quiet. Neither the
man nor the woman must we know, or a nice stir we shall have in all the
county papers. There must be an inquest, of course, upon them both; but
none of the fellows read this direction, for the admirable reason that
they can not read. Our coming forward could do no good, and just now
Bruntsea has other things to think of; and, first and foremost, my ruin,
as they say."

"Please not to talk of that," I exclaimed. "I can raise any quantity of
money now, and you shall have it without paying interest. You wanted the
course of the river restored, and now you have more--you have got the
very sea. You could float the Bridal Veil itself, I do believe, at
Bruntsea."

"You have suggested a fine idea," the Major exclaimed, with emphasis.
"You certainly should have been an engineer. It is a thousand times
easier--as every body knows--to keep water in than to keep it out.
Having burst my barricade, the sea shall stop inside and pay for it. Far
less capital will be required. By Jove, what a fool I must have been
not to see the hand of Providence in all this! Mary, can you spare me a
minute, my dear? The noblest idea has occurred to me. Well, never mind,
if you are busy; perhaps I had better not state it crudely, though it
is not true that it happens every hour. I shall turn it over in my mind
throughout the evening service. I mean to be there, just to let them
see. They think that I am crushed, of course. They will see their
mistake; and, Erema, you may come. The gale is over, and the evening
bright. You sit by the fire, Mary, my dear; I shall not let you out
again; keep the silver kettle boiling. In church I always think more
clearly than where peopl