I saw that she was immovable.

At the same time I could not consent.

I could not live with her, and I could not go away leaving her there.

I could not give up the ancestral home to her, to mar and mangle and destroy.

Well, I waited for about two months, and then--" "Well ?" asked Hawbury, as Dacres hesitated.
"Dacres Grange was burned down," said the other, in a low voice.
"Burned down!" "Yes." "Good Lord!" "It caught fire in the daytime.