garr'd ye marry Frank, becase o' the money, and I shuld not ha thought he'd a ta'en the advantage, fra what I've hard say."
"I love my husband, dearly; I have loved him all my life, but never so well as at the time I married him, unless it is now, when he is travelling to regain his health, and I cannot be with him on account of my little boy."
"It may be sae, an I'm glad ye've got a wee mon to take down the Glaintworth estates to posterity, ye ken; its aw as it shuld be; ye have naithing but good wishes frae us, I'm sartin, natheless it's better we meet no more, or meet as strangers."
"It must be so, indeed, my sweet Isabella," said Mrs. Cranstoun, taking her hand.
That hand was instantly withdrawn; poor Isabella felt as "if there were two Richmonds in the field," for every trait of person which had belonged to the late Marchioness di Morello, and had been so insisted upon by Glentworth in his descriptions of the beautiful, were the express characteristics of the delicate and fascinating woman before her. She well remembered the mystery that shrouded her years ago at Brighton; the certainty, that if she had a husband he was residing at a great distance, and that she was at that time under the decided care of her Scotch aunt. "Could Glent-
