course,
they can't bother with children.'

'One loses all sense of responsibility.'

'Rather, they have never had it, and it has no chance of developing.
You know, it isn't a matter of course for people to see that they are
under an enormous obligation to the children they bring into the world;
except in a parent here and there, that comes only with very favourable
circumstances. When there's no leisure, no meditation, no peace and
quietness,--when, instead of conversing, people just nod or shout to
each other as they spin round and round the gulf,--men and women
practically return to the state of savages in all that concerns their
offspring. The brats have come into existence, and must make the best
of it. Servants, governesses, schoolmasters--anybody but the
parents--may give thought to children. Well, it's a matter for the
individual. I shouldn't feel comfortable myself.'

'It's a matter for the world, too,' said Mary.

Harvey nodded. As he sat at the foot of the piled stones, his hand
touched a sprig of last year's heather; the stem was hung with dry,
rustling, colourless bells, which had clung there all through the cold,
stormy months, telling of beauty that was past, and of beauty that was
to come. He broke it off, and showed it to his companion. Until the
time for moving, they talked of simpler things, and Mary Abbott
recovered her spirits.

CHAPTER 3

Turning regretfully from the place of rest, with its lulling sounds and
noble prospects, they began to descend the other side of the mountain,
which was more rugged than that by which they had come up. Harvey timed
the walk so well, that they reached the point of the road where Alma
would meet them, at a few minutes before the time agreed upon. No one
was in sight. The road in its inland direction could be scanned for a
quarter of a mile; the other way it curved rapidly, and was soon hidden
by gorse-bushes.

'I hear nothing,' said Rolfe, when they had stood silent for a little.
'A mistake is impossible; the man has driven to meet us here before.
Shall we walk on?'

They proceeded slowly, stopping from time to time. Harvey was puzzled
by this unpunctuality; it would soon be a quarter to two. He began to
feel hungry, and his companion looked tired. Of a sudden they heard the
sound of a vehicle approaching behind them.

'It can't be Alma. She wouldn't have gone farther than----'

But the horse appeared round the curve of the road, and behind it w