I am not prepared to say that this conviction on her part was altogether an unalloyed trouble, or that there might have been no faint touch of sadness, of silent melancholy about her, had it been otherwise.

But Mr.Saul was undoubtedly a trouble to her; and Mr.Saul with his love in activity would be more troublesome than Mr.Saul with his love in abeyance.

"It would be madness either in him or in me," Fanny had said to herself very often; "he has not a shilling in the world." But she thought no more in these days of the awkwardness of his gait, or of his rusty clothes, or his abstracted manner; and for his doings as a clergyman her admiration had become very great.

Her mother saw something of all this, and cautioned her; but Fanny's demure manner deceived Mrs.Clavering.

"Oh, mamma, of course I know that anything of the kind must be impossible; and I'm sure he does not think of it himself any longer." When she had said this, Mrs.Clavering had believed that it was all right.