Miss Lindsay know?"
"She doesn't. Nobody knows-except you; and I shall be obliged by your respecting my confidence."
"I'll respect your confidence; but-of all the queer starts! What fibs you've told!"
"I know I've told some; in a position like mine, one had to. But I'd made up my mind that you shouldn't know I had money, and-you didn't know."
"I certainly did not; I scarcely realize it now; I wonder if you're joking."
"No, I'm not joking."
She shook her pretty head, with a grave little smile. Her face looked white in the moonshine.
"Can you touch the capital? Is it in the hands of trustees? Or do you only have the income?"
"It is not in the hands of trustees; it is entirely at my own disposal; I can get it when I want."
"All of it?"
"All of it."
He drew a long breath, as if moved by some new and sudden strength of feeling.
"Can you-can you get two hundred pounds before next Tuesday?"
"I can, and I will-if you want it. You are sure you want it?"
"Elaine, if-if you will I'll-I'll never forget it."
"You shall have it on Monday if you like." He covered his face with his hands, seeming to be shaken by the stress of a great emotion. She drew closer to him, as if frightened; her voice trembled. "Herbert, what-what is wrong?"
Uncovering his face, clenching his fists, he stared straight in front of him, resolution in his eyes.
"Nothing now-nothing! – and there never shall be anything again! – thank-God. Thank God! Considering what sort of mess it was that I was in, I didn't dare to ask God to help me out of it; but He's done it without my asking Him. Elaine, upon my word I believe it's true that God moves in a mysterious way." Elaine, hiding her face against his shoulder, burst into tears, which surprised him more than anything which had gone before. She was not a girl who cries easily, yet now she was shaken by her sobs. Putting his arms about her, he strove to comfort her, showering on her endearing epithets. "My sweet, my dear, my darling, what troubles you? Don't you-don't you want me to have the money? You have only to say so; I shan't mind."
"Of course I want you to have it! I only want it for you! – you know I only want it for you! Herbert, are you-are you sure you love me? Tell me-tell me quite truly."
"I am as sure as that there is the moon above us; and now I dare to tell you so; no man ever loved a woman better than I love you. I know I am unworthy; I know how, in all essentials, you are infinitely above me-"
"I'm not-I'm not!"
"But it shall be my constant endeavour to raise myself to your level-"
"Don't! – you don't know what you're saying! Don't!"
"I do know what I'm saying, and I mean it; if God gives me strength I hope, before I've finished, to prove myself worthy of the wife I've won. You hear? Then make a note of it."
Then there were divers passages.
"Herbert, I want you to go to Mr. Dawson tomorrow, and arrange about that partnership. I'll find the fifteen hundred pounds."
"Sweetheart, you've turned all my sorrow into joy."
"And-this, sir, is supposed to be spoken in the faintest whisper-I-I think I'd like to be married pretty soon."
"As soon as it is legally possible, madam, you shall be married, if you choose to say the word."
"I don't want it in quite such a hurry as that; but-you know what I mean! – I don't want to have to wait a horrid year." Presently she asked, "Do you know that Mr. Lindsay's very ill?"
"I heard it as I came along."
"I think he's dying. I suppose Nora'll be very rich if he does."
"Let's hope that he'll not die."
"Not die?"
She looked at him with such a strange expression on her face that he smiled.
"Why, girlie, you don't want the father to die to make the daughter rich!"
"No; of course not."
But, afterwards, she was not the same; it was as if he had struck some jarring note. When they parted she went round to the back of the house, along the terrace, towards the study window, which still stood open. She paused upon the threshold.
"Suppose he were not to die? suppose he doesn't?"
The problem the supposition presented to her mind seemed to cause her no slight disturbance; still she passed into the room.
Which explains why, when Nora said she doubted if Mr. Nash was ever really interested in anybody but himself, Elaine Harding had good cause to wonder if the thing was true.</[>
CHAPTER V
PETER PIPER'S POPULAR PILLS
On the Monday, after Dr. Banyard had been gone perhaps a couple of hours, Mr. Nash drove up to Cloverlea in a dogcart. Miss Harding met him in the drive. At sight of her the gentleman descended; the cart went on up to the house, to wait for him. So soon as it was out of sight the lady, taking a packet from the bodice of her dress, gave it to her lover.
"That's the two hundred; put it in your pocket; I want you to promise that you'll not breathe a word to any one about the money having come from me."
"I promise readily."
"Nor about any other money which-I may find. I want you to keep your own counsel; I want people to suppose that the money is your own; I don't want them to think I'm buying a husband."
"I certainly will neither do nor say anything to make them think so. All the same, darling, I don't know how to thank you; you don't know what this means to me. It seems to be all in gold?"
He was fingering the parcel in his jacket pocket.
"It is; I thought you might find it more convenient."
"I think it's possible you're right; I believe you always are."
As he had been coming along in the dogcart he had not seemed to be in the best of spirits; now he was unmistakably cheerful; that package had made a difference. A question, however, which she asked seemed to annoy him more than, on the surface, it need have done.
"What became of Mr. Peters?"
"They gave him six months-confound the idiots?"
"Why confound them?"
The smile with which he accompanied his reply seemed forced.
"A lawyer likes his client to be acquitted."
"But Dr. Banyard says that he's a scoundrel."
"Dr. Banyard! You can tell Dr. Banyard, with my compliments, that he's a Pharisee."
"I
