There's a great deal of pride in you, you know, and I don't like you the worse for it.' 'I don't think I'm proud at all,' said Lydia, smiling and reddening a little.

'If Thyrza agrees, then I will.

Though I--' 'There now, that's all we want,' interposed the old lady.

'That's very good of you.' By the first post in the morning arrived a letter addressed to 'Miss Trent,' bearing the Eastbourne post-mark.

Lydia for a moment had a great fear, but, when she had torn the envelope open, the first lines put her at rest.