Lady Rowley would not have liked her daughter to go to England, to be received with cold looks by strangers.

But it soon appeared that there was no one to make objections.

Louis, the lover, had no living relative nearer than cousins.

His father, a barrister of repute, had died a widower, and had left the money which he had made to an only child.

The head of the family was a first cousin who lived in Cornwall on a moderate property,--a very good sort of stupid fellow, as Louis said, who would be quite indifferent as to any marriage that his cousin might make.