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It is no doubt a fact that with the very best of girls a man is placed in a very good light by being heir to a peerage and a large property. "Do you hunt, Miss Mellerby?" he asked. She shook her head and looked grave, and then laughed. Among her people hunting was not thought to be a desirable accomplishment for young ladies. "Almost all girls do hunt now," said Fred.

He arrived on the 23rd at 4 P.M., and it had been declared that he was to hunt on the morrow. It was already dark, and surely he might have been content on the first evening of his arrival to abstain from the stables! Not a word had been said to Sophie Mellerby of Lady Scroope's future hopes. Lady Scroope and Lady Sophia would each have thought that it was wicked to do so.

"He is my brother," said Fred, with a little touch of anger, already discounting his future earldom on his brother's behalf. "Yes; he is your brother; but you don't suppose that Mr. Mellerby would give his daughter to an officer in the Engineers who has, as far as I know, no private means whatever." "He will have, when my mother dies.

I only ask you to know that because I was repulsed once, I have not given up the pursuit." "Mr. Neville, I am sure that my father and mother would not permit it." "May I ask your father, Miss Mellerby?" "Certainly not, with my permission." "Nevertheless you will not forget that I am suitor for your love?" "I will make no promise of anything, Mr. Neville."

The young man arrived and was received with kindest greetings. Two horses had preceded him, so that he might find himself mounted as soon as he chose after his arrival, and two others were coming. This was all very well, but his aunt was a little hurt when he declared his purpose of going down to the stables just as she told him that Sophia Mellerby was in the house.

Why his brother should not fall in love with a pretty girl, and why a pretty girl should not return the feeling, without any disgrace to his brother, Fred could not understand. His brother was a Neville, and was moreover an uncommonly clever fellow. "Why shouldn't he dream of it?" "In the first place . Well! I did think, Fred, that you yourself seemed to be, seemed to be taken with Miss Mellerby."

"I suppose we always are going astray," said Miss Mellerby. Lady Scroope sighed and shook her head; but in shaking it she shewed that she completely agreed with the opinion expressed by her guest.