Happily he had no control over Agnes's fortune, or I believe she would never have had a penny of it; but I think he might have trusted me there, for I have nursed it--yes and doubled it," he mumbled, as though forgetting he was speaking to anyone but the carpet.

"Well, let me see--where was I ?" "But my mother, sir ?" interrupted Cardo; "tell me something about her--was she pretty ?" "Yes, she was beautiful, very lovely, with a foreign Spanish look in her eyes--you have the same, I think, Cardo.

There was a tradition of Spanish blood in the family." "And had she a Spanish temper, sir?
quick and hasty, I mean." "No, no, quite the contrary; a sweet and amiable temper, but certainly with a good deal of pride, which resented a suspicion like a blow," and the old man sighed heavily.

"My brother Lewis made his home at Brynderyn, while he was looking about for some suitable opening for his farming operations, and here in the midst of my newly-found happiness, with hope and love shedding their beams around me, I allowed the first insidious entrance of the serpent of distrust and jealousy of my wife into my heart.

My brother Lewis was very unlike me in appearance and disposition, being of a frank and genial manner, and trustful to a fault.