twenty-first birthday. It has been at your own disposal WITH MY CONSENT
since your nineteenth birthday."
"Then, father, we need not trouble about the Squire. I wish with all
my heart to make his home sure to him as long as he lives. You are a
lawyer, you know what ought to be done."
"Good girl! I knew what you would say and do, or I should not have told
you the trouble there was at Rawdon. Now, I propose we all make a
visit to Rawdon Court, see the Squire and the property, and while there
perfect such arrangements as seem kindest and wisest. Ruth, how soon can
we be ready to sail?"
"Father, do you really mean that we are to go to England?"
"It is the only thing to do. I must see that all is as Mostyn says. I
must not let you throw your money away."
"That is only prudent," said Ruth, "and we can be ready for the first
steamer if you wish it."
"I am delighted, father. I long to see England; more than all, I long to
see Rawdon. I did not know until this moment how much I loved it."
"Well, then, I will have all ready for us to sail next Saturday. Say
nothing about it to Mostyn. He will call to-morrow morning to bid you
good-by before leaving for Newport with McLean. Try and be out."
"I shall certainly be out," said Ethel. "I do not wish ever to see his
face again, and I must see grandmother and tell her what we are going to
do."
"I dare say she guesses already. She advised me to ask you about the
mortgage. She knew what you would say."
"Father, who are the Tyrrel-Rawdons?"
Then the Judge told the story of the young Tyrrel-Rawdon, who a century
ago had lost his world for Love, and Ethel said "she liked him better
than any Rawdon she had ever heard of."
"Except your father, Ethel."
"Except my father; my dear, good father. And I am glad that Love did not
always make them poor. They must now be rich, if they want to buy the
Court."
"They are rich manufacturers. Mostyn is much annoyed that the Squire
has begun to notice them. He says one of the grandsons of the
Tyrrel-Rawdons, disinherited for love's sake, came to America some time
in the forties. I asked your grandmother if this story was true. She
said it is quite true; that my father was his friend in the matter,
and that it was his reports about America which made them decide to try
their fortune in New York."
"Does she know what became of him?"
"No. In his last letter to them he said he had just joined a party
going to the gold fields
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