“Can we tell him what you have
done?” her ladyship asked.
“Of couree we eeu tell him,” Stella
replied. “ I shall conceal nothing from
Lord Loring; and I shall beg your good
husband to write to the major. He need
only say that I have made the necessary
inquiries, after being informed of the
circumstances by you, and that I have
communicated tho 'favorable result to
Mr. Romayne.”
“It's easy enough to write the loiter,
my dear. But it’s not so easy to say
what Major Hynd may think of you."
"Does it matter to me what Major
Hynd thinks?"
Lady Loring looked at Stalla with a
malicious amile. “ Are you equally in
different," she said, “to what
Romayno’s opinion of your conduct may
be?”
Stella's color roee.
“ Try to be serious, Adelaide, when you
speak to ms of Romayne,” she answered,
gravely. “ His good cpinion of mo is
the breath of my life.”
An hour later the all-important letter
to Romayne was written. Stella scru
pulously informed him of all that had
happened—with two necessary omis
sions. In the first place nothing was
said of the widow’s reference to her
son’s death, and of the effect produced
by it on his younger brother. The boy
was simply described as being of weak
intellect, and as requiring to be kept
under competent control. In the second
place Romayne was loft to infer that
ordinary motives of benevolence were
the only motives, on his part, known to
Miss Eyrecourt.
