I will see, poor dear, that you have no cause to complain of her." "I thought," Sir Austin remarked, "that you acquiesced in my views with regard to my son." "Yes--generally," said Mrs.Doria, and felt culpable that she had not before, and could not then, tell her brother that he had set up an Idol in his house--an Idol of flesh! more retributive and abominable than wood or brass or gold.

But she had bowed to the Idol too long--she had too entirely bound herself to gain her project by subserviency.

She had, and she dimly perceived it, committed a greater fault in tactics, in teaching her daughter to bow to the Idol also.

Love of that kind Richard took for tribute.

He was indifferent to Clare's soft eyes.