Richmond with Twisleton and Madden, and Hopgood
and Fortescue. Heaven knows what they did when they got back to town
that night--or, rather, perhaps heaven's enemy. And why not? Caroline
did not care whether or no he amused himself as other men do. For her
sake he had kept himself from these things. As she was indifferent,
why need he care? He cared no longer. There was no more law that
term; no more eulogy from gratified Mr. Die; but of jovial days
at Richmond or elsewhere there were plenty; plenty also of jovial
Bacchanalian nights in London. Miss Waddington had been very prudent;
but there might perhaps have been a prudence yet more desirable.

He did go down to Littlebath on his way to Scotland, and remained
there three days. He made up his mind as he journeyed down to
say nothing about their late correspondence to Caroline till she
should first speak of it; and as she had come to an exactly similar
resolution on her part, and as both adhered to their intentions, it
so fell out that nothing in the matter was said by either of them.
Caroline was quite satisfied; but not so Bertram. He again said
to himself that she was cold and passionless; as cold as she is
beautiful, he declared as he walked home to the "Plough." How
very many young gentlemen have made the same soliloquy when their
mistresses have not been so liberal as they would have had them!

The lovers passed the three days together at Littlebath with apparent
satisfaction. They rode together, and walked together, and on one
evening danced together; nay, they talked together, and Miss Baker
thought that everything was smooth. But Bertram, as he went off to
Scotland, said to himself that she was very, very cold, and began to
question with himself whether she did really love him.

"Do write to me, and tell me what sport you have," Caroline had said
when he went away. What a subject for a woman to choose for her
lover's letters! She never said, "Write, write often; and always
when you write, swear that you love me." "Oh, yes, I'll write," said
Bertram, laughing. "I'll give you a succinct account of every brace."
"And send some of them too," said Miss Baker. "Certainly," said
George; and so he did.

He was joined with Harcourt and one or two others in this trip to
Scotland, and it was then that he told his friend how much he was
disturbed by Miss Waddington's obstinacy; and how he doubted, not
as to her heart being his, but as to her having a heart to belong