But he and his wife--she was a Miss Eden--were stationed in India so many years, I rather lost touch with them.

They came home when the Durward property fell in to them--about seven or eight years ago.

She, I think"-- reminiscently--"was one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen." The shadow in Sara's eyes lifted for a moment.
"Is that the reason you've always remained a bachelor ?" she asked, twinkling.
"God bless my soul, no! I never wanted to marry Elisabeth Eden--though there were plenty of men who did." He regarded Sara with an odd smile.
"Some day, you'll know--why I never wanted to marry Elisabeth." "Tell me now." He shook his head.
"No.

You'll know soon enough--soon enough." He was silent, fallen a-dreaming once again; and again he seemed to pull himself up short, forcing himself back to the consideration of the practical needs of the moment.
"As I was saying, Sara, sooner or later you'll have to turn out of the old Court.

It's entailed, and the income with it.