u, Mr. Finn, with all my heart."

"Thanks, Duchess."

"And when is it to be?"

"We have not thought about that yet, Mr. Finn,--have we?" said Madame
Goesler.

"Adelaide Palliser is going to be married from here some time in the
autumn," said the Duchess, "and you two had better take advantage of
the occasion." This plan, however, was considered as being too rapid
and rash. Marriage is a very serious affair, and many things would
require arrangement. A lady with the wealth which belonged to Madame
Goesler cannot bestow herself off-hand as may a curate's daughter,
let her be ever so willing to give her money as well as herself. It
was impossible that a day should be fixed quite at once; but the
Duchess was allowed to understand that the affair might be mentioned.
Before dinner on that day every one of the guests at Matching Priory
knew that the man who had refused to be made Under-Secretary of State
had been accepted by that possessor of fabulous wealth who was well
known to the world as Madame Goesler of Park Lane. "I am very glad
that you did not take office under Mr. Gresham," she said to him when
they first met each other again in London. "Of course when I was
advising you I could not be sure that this would happen. Now you can
bide your time, and if the opportunity offers you can go to work
under better auspices."

CHAPTER LXXX

Conclusion

There remains to us the very easy task of collecting together the
ends of the thread of our narrative, and tying them into a simple
knot, so that there may be no unravelling. Of Mr. Emilius it has been
already said that his good fortune clung to him so far that it was
found impossible to connect him with the tragedy of Bolton Row. But
he was made to vanish for a certain number of years from the world,
and dear little Lizzie Eustace was left a free woman. When last we
heard of her she was at Naples, and there was then a rumour that
she was about to join her fate to that of Lord George de Bruce
Carruthers, with whom pecuniary matters had lately not been going
comfortably. Let us hope that the match, should it be a match, may
lead to the happiness and respectability of both of them.

As all the world knows, Lord and Lady Chiltern still live at
Harrington Hall, and he has been considered to do very well with
the Brake country. He still grumbles about Trumpeton Wood, and says
that it will take a lifetime to repair the injuries done by Mr.
Fothergill;--but then who e