s sense of wrong in trying to soothe her into calmness
again.

This conversation made them both happier. Elizabeth lost her unnatural
passiveness of demeanour, and looked more like her clear-headed,
energetic self; and Percival was less exacting and overbearing than he
had been during the past week. He went back to London with a strong
conviction that time would give him Elizabeth's heart as well as her
hand; and that she would learn to forget the unprincipled scoundrel--so
Percival termed him--who had dared to aspire to her love.

The Herons were to return to London in November, and the purchase of
Elizabeth's trousseau was postponed until then. But other preparations
were immediately begun: there was a great talk of "settlements" and
"entail" in the house; and Mr. Colquhoun had some very long and serious
interviews with his fair client. It need hardly be stated that Mr.
Colquhoun greatly objected to Miss Murray's marriage with her cousin,
and applied to him (in strict privacy) not a few of the adjectives which
Percival had bestowed upon the tutor. But the lawyer was driven to admit
that Mr. Percival Heron, poor though he might be, showed a very
disinterested spirit when consulted upon money matters, and that he
stood firm in his determination that Elizabeth's whole fortune should be
settled upon herself. He declared also that he was not going to live
upon his wife's money, and that he should continue to pursue his
profession of journalism and literature in general after his marriage;
but at this assertion Mr. Colquhoun shook his head.

"It shows a very independent spirit in ye, Mr. Heron," he said, when
Percival announced his resolve in a somewhat lordly manner; "but I think
that in six months' time after the marriage, ye'll just agree with me
that your determination was one that could not be entirely carried out."

"I usually do carry out my determinations, Mr. Colquhoun," said
Percival, hotly.

"No doubt, no doubt. It's a determination that reflects credit upon ye,
Mr. Heron. Ye'll observe that I'm not saying a word against your
determination," replied Mr. Colquhoun, warily, but with emphasis. "It's
highly creditable both to Miss Murray and to yourself."

And although Percival felt himself insulted, he could not well say more.

The continuation of his connection with the daily press was the proof
which he intended to offer to the world of his disinterestedness in
marrying Elizabeth Murray. He disliked the tho