on us; I want you to come and look after us all at Chesford. That living is now vacant, and Lord Chesterton has commissioned me to offer it to you."
"To me!" said Mr. Greydon, "oh, Lady Chester this is your doing. Chesford—where I shall be near you and Arthur, I cannot thank you, and at this moment too, you do not know—"
"Yes, I do," she said smiling, "at least I think I do, thanks to my own observation, not to any confidence that has been placed in me."
"What was there to confide?" he said eagerly, "but the utter hopelessness of an attachment which strengthened every hour, in proportion to that hopelessness. I had no prospect of preferment, no possibility of offering to her a home that was worthy of her; but now—oh, Lady Chester, I cannot tell you how happy you have made me."
"And let us hope it will make her happy too. You have not named her, but I always
