What might not happen ?" His eyes shone fiendishly.
The young woman shook her head.

"Me meddle between man and wife! I'm too fond of my place." "Ah, you don't love me as I love you.

You think only of yourself." "And what do you think of?
Do you love me well enough to find me a better place, if you get me turned out of Huntercombe Hall ?" "Yes, I will; a much better." "That is a bargain." Mary Wells was silly in some things, but she was very cunning, too; and she knew Richard Bassett's hobby.

She told him to mind himself, as well as Sir Charles, or perhaps he would die a bachelor, and so his flesh and blood would never inherit Huntercombe.

This remark entered his mind.