Sir Roland is graver in character than Lord Conyngham.

What would mean much from one, means little from the other." So, with sweet, wise words, she strove to console and comfort this poor lady, who had evidently been stricken to the heart in some way or another.

I often thought of my mother's words, "I should die," long after Lady Conyngham had made some kind of reconciliation with her husband, and had gone back to him.

I thought of my mother's face, as she leaned back to watch the sky, crying out, "I should die." I knew that I ought not to have sat still; my conscience reproached me very much; but when I did get up to go away mamma did not notice me.
From that time it was wonderful how much I thought of "husbands." They were to me the most mysterious people in the world--a race quite apart from other men.

When they spoke of any one as being Mrs.or Lady S----'s husband, to me he became a wicked man at once.