be so.  Her mother told her that Hugh Stanbury was not himself ready for her; he had not even proposed so hasty a marriage, nor had he any home fitted for her.  Lady Rowley, in arguing this, had expressed no assent to the marriage, even as a distant arrangement, but had thought thus to vanquish her daughter by suggesting small but insuperable difficulties.  On a sudden, however, Lady Rowley found that all this was turned against her, by an offer that came direct from Mr Glascock.  His Caroline, he said, was very anxious that Nora should come to them at Monkhams as soon as they had returned home from Switzerland.  They intended to be there by the middle of August, and would hurry there sooner, if there was any immediate difficulty about finding a home for Nora.  Mr Glascock said nothing about Hugh Stanbury; but, of course, Lady Rowley understood that Nora had told all her troubles and hopes to Caroline, and that Caroline had told them to her future husband.  Lady Rowley, in answer to this, could only say that she would consult her husband.

There was something very grievous in the proposition to Lady Rowley.  If Nora had not been self-willed and stiff-necked beyond the usual self-willedness and stiff-neckedness of young women she might have been herself the mistress of Monkhams.  It was proposed now that she should go there to wait till a poor man should have got together shillings enough to buy a few chairs and tables, and a bed to lie upon!  The thought of this was very bitter.  ’I cannot think, Nora, how you could have the heart to go there,’ said Lady Rowley.

’I cannot understand why not, mamma.  Caroline and I are friends, and surely he and I need not be enemies.  He has never injured me; and if he does not take offence, why should I?’

‘If you don’t see it, I can’t help it,’ said Lady Rowley.

And then Mrs Spalding’s triumph was terrible to Lady Rowley.  Mrs Spalding knew nothing of her future son-in-law’s former passion, and spoke of her Caroline as having achieved triumphs beyond the reach of other girls.  Lady Rowley bore it, never absolutely telling the tale of her daughter’s fruitless victory.  She was too good at heart to utter the boast but it was very hard to repress it.  Upon the whole she would have preferred that Mr Glascock and his bride should not have become the fast friends of herself and her family.  There was more of pain than of pleasure in the alliance.  But circumstances had been too strong for her.  Mr Glascock had been of great use in reference to Trevelyan, and Caroline and Nora had become attached to each other almost on their first acquaintance.  Here they were together at the Baths of Lucca, and Nora was to be one of the four bridesmaids.  When Sir Marmaduke was consulted about this visit to Monkhams, he became fretful, and would give no answer.  The marriage, he said, was impossible, and Nora was a fool.  He could give her no allowance more than would suffice for her clothes, and it was madness for her to think of stopping in England.  But he was so full of cares that he could come to no absolute decision on this matter.  Nora, however, had come to a very absolute decision.