Was not here the occasion for which he had been waiting?
Had not fortune turned a shining face upon him?
If only he had still been in enjoyment of his three hundred a year.
There, indeed, was a troublesome reflection.

He thought of writing to his father, of laying before him the facts of his position, and asking seriously whether some financial arrangement could not be made, which would render him independent for a year or two.

Another thought occurred to him--but he did not care to dwell upon it for the present.
Twenty-four hours' consideration decided him to go down to Hollingford without delay.

When he had talked with Lady Ogram, he would be in a better position for making up his mind as to the practical difficulty which beset him.
He esteemed it very friendly on Connie Bride's part to have written such a letter of advice.

Why had she taken the trouble?
Notwithstanding the coldness of her language, Connie plainly had his interests at heart, and gave no little thought to him.