fices (down even to listening to Doctor Tusher's sermon) with great
devotion.

"He paces his room all night; what is it? Henry, find out what it is,"
Lady Castlewood said constantly to her young dependant. "He has sent three
letters to London," she said, another day.

"Indeed, madam, they were to a lawyer," Harry answered, who knew of these
letters, and had seen a part of the correspondence, which related to a new
loan my lord was raising; and when the young man remonstrated with his
patron, my lord said, "He was only raising money to pay off an old debt on
the property, which must be discharged."

Regarding the money, Lady Castlewood was not in the least anxious. Few
fond women feel money-distressed; indeed you can hardly give a woman a
greater pleasure than to bid her pawn her diamonds for the man she loves;
and I remember hearing Mr. Congreve say of my Lord Marlborough, that the
reason why my lord was so successful with women as a young man was,
because he took money of them. "There are few men who will make such a
sacrifice for them," says Mr. Congreve, who knew a part of the sex pretty
well.

Harry Esmond's vacation was just over, and, as hath been said, he was
preparing to return to the University for his last term before taking his
degree and entering into the Church. He had made up his mind for this
office, not indeed with that reverence which becomes a man about to enter
upon a duty so holy, but with a worldly spirit of acquiescence in the
prudence of adopting that profession for his calling. But his reasoning
was that he owed all to the family of Castlewood, and loved better to be
near them than anywhere else in the world; that he might be useful to his
benefactors, who had the utmost confidence in him and affection for him in
return; that he might aid in bringing up the young heir of the house and
acting as his governor; that he might continue to be his dear patron's and
mistress's friend and adviser, who both were pleased to say that they
should ever look upon him as such: and so, by making himself useful to
those he loved best, he proposed to console himself for giving up of any
schemes of ambition which he might have had in his own bosom. Indeed, his
mistress had told him that she would not have him leave her; and whatever
she commanded was will to him.

The Lady Castlewood's mind was greatly relieved in the last few days of
this well-remembered holiday time, by my lord's announcing one morning,
after