“And papa? and dear Mrs Gaunt, and the colonel, and everybody? Oh, there is so much that letters can’t tell. Come back now with me. My mother will be so glad to see you, and Markham; you know Markham already.” Young Gaunt made a feeble momentary resistance. He murmured something about an engagement, about his time being very short; but as he did so, turned round languidly and went with her, obeying, as it seemed, the eager impulse of Frances rather than any will of his own. END OF THE SECOND VOLUME. PRINTED BY WILLIAM BLACKWOOD AND SONS End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A House Divided Against Itself; vol. 2 of 3, by Margaret Oliphant