Why should they not take the child to England, and bring her up there?
They had been married twelve years, yet Cheverel Manor was cheered by no children's voices, and the old house would be all the better for a little of that music.

Besides, it would be a Christian work to train this little Papist into a good Protestant, and graft as much English fruit as possible on the Italian stem.
Sir Christopher listened to this plan with hearty acquiescence.

He loved children, and took at once to the little black-eyed monkey--his name for Caterina all through her short life.

But neither he nor Lady Cheverel had any idea of adopting her as their daughter, and giving her their own rank in life.

They were much too English and aristocratic to think of anything so romantic.