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The first was from her mother at Wroote, and told her that to-day or to-morrow her father would be arriving at Kelstein with her sister Patty. Hetty had been expecting this for some weeks. Wesley the notion of proffering yet another of his daughters. Two days after receiving the letter he had ridden over to Kelstein with the proposal. Grantham had accepted almost effusively, and she was to come.

On the day fixed, and at nine in the morning, Dick Ellison, who had promised to drive Hetty over to Kelstein, arrived with his gig. Sukey accompanied him, to join in the farewells and spend a few hours at the parsonage pending his return. Now these visits of Sukey's were a trial to her no less than to her mother and sisters.

Of the letters received from home by him during the struggle to raise money for his Ordination fees, the above are but extracts. Let us go back to the month of May, and to Kelstein. "Patty dear," asked Hetty one morning, "have you heard lately of John Romley?" She was sitting up in bed with a letter in her hand.

"Mother, I believe you are afraid of what I may do." Mrs. Wesley, incapable of a lie or anything resembling it, bent her head. "I have been afraid, once or twice," she said. "So you send me away? That seems to me neither very brave nor very wise. Will there be less danger at Kelstein?" Her mother started. "Does he know of your going? You don't tell me he means to visit you there?"

Wesley knew in her heart that, were poverty the only reason, Hetty need not go. Hetty knew it, too, and rebelled. She was happy at Wroote; happier at least than she would be at Kelstein. She did not wish to be selfish: she would go, if one of the sisters must. But why need any of them go? She asked her mother this, and Mrs. Wesley fenced with the question while hardening her heart.

Grantham, though pompous, were a kindly pair: and Mrs. Grantham, entering the library where Mr. Hetty entered with cheeks still glowing and eyes sparkling; went at once to her father and kissed him, and running, threw her arms around Patty, who responded listlessly. "She needs Kelstein air," explained Mr. Wesley. "I protest it seems to agree with you, Mehetabel."