She might form new ties, and then I should be a third wheel in the coach.
It was all very well as long as I was only a boy, when her first husband was alive." "But, good gracious, you don't mean that Mrs.Westmacott is going to marry again ?" gasped Clara.
The young man glanced down at her with a question in his eyes.

"Oh, it is only a remote, possibility, you know," said he.

"Still, of course, it might happen, and I should like to know what I ought to turn my hand to." "I wish I could help you," said Clara.

"But I really know very little about such things.

However, I could talk to my father, who knows a very great deal of the world." "I wish you would.