“He left it with us, you know, Agnes; and with a manly delicacy that we ought neither to forget nor fail to appreciate.”

The remark silenced, but in no respect changed the views of Mrs. Markland; and the conference on Fanny’s state of mind closed without any satisfactory result.

The appearance of his daughter on the next morning caused Mr. Markland to feel a deeper concern.  The colour had faded from her cheeks; her eyes were heavy, as if she had been weeping; and if she did not steadily avoid his gaze, she was, he could see, uneasy under it.

As soon as Mr. Markland had finished his light breakfast he ordered the carriage.

“You are not going to the city?” his wife said, with surprise and disappointment in her voice.

“Yes, Agnes, I must be in town to-day.  I expect letters on business that will require immediate attention.”

“Business, Edward!  What business?”

The question appeared slightly to annoy Mr. Markland.  But with a forced smile, and in his usual pleasant voice, he answered: 

“Oh, nothing of very great importance, but still requiring my presence.  Business is business, you know, and ought never to be neglected.”

“Will you be home early?”

“Yes.”

Mr. Markland walked out into the ample porch, and let his eyes range slowly over the objects that surrounded his dwelling.  His wife stood by his side.  The absence of a few days, amid other and less attractive scenes, had prepared his mind for a better appreciation of the higher beauties of “Woodbine Lodge.”  Something of the old feeling came over him; and as he stood silently gazing around, he could not but say, within himself, “If I do not find happiness here, I may look for it through the world in vain.”

The carriage was driven round to the door, while he stood there.  Fanny came out at the moment, and seeing her father about to step into it, sprang forward, and exclaimed—­

“Why, father, you are not going away again?”

“Only to the city, love,” he answered, as he turned to receive her kiss.

“To the city again?  Why, you are away nearly all the time.  Now I wish you wouldn’t go so often.”

“I will be home early in the afternoon.  But come, Fanny, won’t you go with me, to spend the day in town?  It will be a pleasant change for you.”

Fanny shook her head, and answered, “No.”

Mr. Markland entered the carriage, waved his hand, and was soon gliding away toward the city.  As soon as he was beyond the observation of his family, his whole manner underwent a change.  An expression of deep thought settled over his face; and he remained in a state of profound abstraction during his whole ride to the city.  On arriving there, he went to the office of an individual well known in the community as possessing ample means, and bearing the reputation of a most liberal, intelligent, and enterprising citizen.