Set him this noble example of duty, and believe me, it will touch his heart more nearly than even that sacred parting which you desire." Lady Mary held out her hand to him.
"Tell Sir Timothy that I will stay," she whispered.
John bent down and kissed the little hand in silence, and with profound respect.
Then he went to the study without looking back.
When he was gone, Lady Mary laid her face upon the badly painted miniature of Peter, and cried as one who had lost all hope in life..