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Remind the Reverend Fathers, with my respects,
that I possess one of the valuable qualities of an Englishman--I never
know when I am beaten.


BOOK THE THIRD.

CHAPTER I.
THE HONEYMOON.
MORE than six weeks had passed. The wedded lovers were still enjoying
their honeymoon at Vange Abbey.
Some offense had been given, not only to Mrs. Eyrecourt, but to friends
of her way of thinking, by the strictly private manner in which the
marriage had been celebrated. The event took everybody by surprise when
the customary advertisement appeared in the newspapers. Foreseeing the
unfavorable impression that might be produced in some quarters, Stella
had pleaded for a timely retreat to the seclusion of Romayne's country
house. The will of the bride being, as usual, the bridegroom's law, to
Vange they retired accordingly.
On one lovely moonlight night, early in July, Mrs. Romayne left her
husband on the Belvidere, described in Major Hynd's narrative, to give
the housekeeper certain instructions relating to the affairs of the
household.


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