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At all events, the two girls did get on excellently together; before the week which the Wynters spent in London was at an end, they had discussed as much of Lucia's love story as she was disposed to tell, and arranged that Tiny and her sister should really officiate on that occasion to which everybody's thoughts were now beginning to be directed. Another week found the Costellos at Dighton.

Everything in the room, and in the house, was costly, comfortable, incongruous, and hideous. The Costellos were very rich, and had been very poor; and certain people were fond of telling of the queer, ridiculous things they did, in trying to spend their money. But they were very happy, and thought their immense, ugly house was the finest in the city, or in the world.

The day before his departure, Ffrench walked over to the rectory to say good-bye to Dr. Lynn. Gerald knew that the rector was an authority in county history, and thought it possible that the old gentleman could tell him something about the Costellos, a name linked with many a Westmeath tradition.

But she did not move, and Minnie buttoned her in snugly, and tied the ribbons of her hat with cold, hard knuckles, without suspecting anything. Then Alanna disappeared and Mrs. Costello sent the maids and babies on without her. It was getting dark and cold for the small Costellos. But the hour was darker and colder for Alanna. She searched and she hoped and she prayed in vain.

First to his father, to say that he was coming home, to give him all the news, to speak just as usual of the Costellos even specially of Lucia; then to his agent, and to other people, till the streets began to grow noisy and the candles to burn dim in the dawn. Then he lay down, and fell into a deep, heavy sleep.

That was what brought us to Ireland." "I thought the Costello family was extinct," said Gerald. "The European branch has been extinct since 1813, when Don Lopez Costello fell at Vittoria; but the younger branch, which settled in Mexico towards the end of the eighteenth century, survived until a few months ago until Catalina's death, in fact, for she was the last of the Costellos."

Next day Maurice was left alone at Hunsdon. He wrote his last letter to his father, and being determined to follow it himself so shortly, he sent no message to the Costellos. Then he set to work hard and steadily to clear the way for his departure. One day Maurice rode over to Dighton, and told his cousin he was come to say good-bye.

Maurice is like his mother, and that pleased the old man greatly. He introduced him to everybody as his heir." "Instead of saying 'Poor Maurice, you ought to say 'Lucky Maurice. His head will be quite turned." Mrs. Bellairs smiled. "No fear," she answered. "His heart is in Canada still, and that will keep his head steady." "What does he say to this move of the Costellos?"

To consider with the most anxious investigation everything he knew of the Costellos, their life, their characters, their history, brought him some comfort, but no enlightenment. He supposed, as all Cacouna did, that Mrs.

He had resolved, as the penance for his blunder, that he would not be the means of hindering his boy one day in his quest for Lucia. Nevertheless, the discussion grew warm, for Mr. Bellairs having vainly protested against a winter voyage for the Costellos, had his arguments all ready and in order, and had no scruple in bringing them to bear upon Maurice.

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