from
other sources before he married her. Indeed, she was not quite sure
herself whether the statement was true or false, though she would not
have made it so frequently had her idea of the truth been a fixed
idea. It had all been explained to her;--but there had been something
about a second son, and there was no second son. Perhaps she might
have a second son yet,--a future little Lord Fawn, and he might
inherit it. In regard to honesty, the man was superior to the woman,
because his purpose was declared, and he told no lies;--but the one
was as mercenary as the other. It was not love that had brought Lord
Fawn to Mount Street.

"What is the name of your place in Ireland?" she asked.

"There is no house, you know."

"But there was one, Frederic?"

"The town-land where the house used to be, is called Killeagent. The
old demesne is called Killaud."

"What pretty names! and--and--does it go a great many miles?"
Lord Fawn explained that it did run a good many miles up into the
mountains. "How beautifully romantic!" said Lizzie. "But the people
live on the mountain and pay rent?"

Lord Fawn asked no such inept questions respecting the Ayrshire
property, but he did inquire who was Lizzie's solicitor. "Of course
there will be things to be settled," he said, "and my lawyer had
better see yours. Mr. Camperdown is a--"

"Mr. Camperdown!" almost shrieked Lizzie. Lord Fawn then explained,
with some amazement, that Mr. Camperdown was his lawyer. As far as
his belief went, there was not a more respectable gentleman in the
profession. Then he inquired whether Lizzie had any objection to Mr.
Camperdown. "Mr. Camperdown was Sir Florian's lawyer," said Lizzie.

"That will make it all the easier, I should think," said Lord Fawn.

"I don't know how that may be," said Lizzie, trying to bring her mind
to work upon the subject steadily. "Mr. Camperdown has been very
uncourteous to me;--I must say that; and, as I think, unfair. He
wishes to rob me now of a thing that is quite my own."

"What sort of a thing?" asked Lord Fawn slowly.

"A very valuable thing. I'll tell you all about it, Frederic. Of
course I'll tell you everything now. I never could keep back anything
from one that I loved. It's not my nature. There; you might as
well read that note." Then she put her hand back and brought Mr.
Camperdown's letter from under the Bible. Lord Fawn read it very
attentively, and as he read it there came upon him a great doubt.
What