He felt a sincere interest in her, but he disliked her husband; and, when he gave up his curacy, he ceased to pay visits to the house.

As to what Mrs.Farnaby's troubles were, I can tell you nothing.

Mr.Hethcote spoke very gravely and sadly when he told me that the subject of his conversations with her must be kept a secret.

"I doubt whether you and Mr.Farnaby will get on well together," he said to me; "but I shall be astonished if you are not favourably impressed by his wife and her niece." This was all I knew when I presented my letter of introduction to Mr.
Farnaby at his place of business.
It was a grand stone building, with great plate-glass windows--all renewed and improved, they told me, since old Mr.Ronald's time.

My letter and my card went into an office at the back, and I followed them after a while.