"But even if we didn't? You're not going to live here for ever, I suppose." "That, Sir, is too good to be thought of, I fear. The truth is we had an idea of staying at my father's. He spoke of going down to the country and lending us the house. My sisters have made him change his mind and so here we are. Of course we can go into lodgings." "Or to an hotel." "Too dear! You see you've made me pay such a sum for insuring my life. I'll tell you what I'll do. If you'll let us make it out here till the 10th of July we'll go into an hotel then." Sir Thomas, surprised at his own compliance, did at last give way. "And then we can have a month at Glenbogie from the 12th." "Three weeks," said Sir Thomas, shouting at the top of his voice. "Very well; three weeks. If you could have made it the month it would have been convenient; but I hate to be disagreeable." Thus the matter was settled, and Mr. Traffick was altogether well pleased with the arrangement. "What are we to do?" said Augusta, with a very long face. "What are we to do when we are made to go away?" "I hope I shall be able to make some of the girls go down by that time, and then we must squeeze in at my father's." This and other matters made Sir Thomas in those days irritable and disagreeable to the family. "Tom," he said to his wife, "is the biggest fool that ever lived." "What is the matter with him now?" asked Lady Tringle, who did not like to have her only son abused. "He's away half his time, and when he does come he'd better be away. If he wants to marry that girl why doesn't he marry her and have done with it?" Now this was a matter upon which Lady Tringle had ideas of her own which were becoming every day stronger. "I'm sure I should be very sorry to see it," she said. "Why should you be sorry? Isn't it the best thing a young man can do? If he's set his heart that way all the world won't talk him off. I thought all that was settled." "You can't make the girl marry him." "Is that it?" asked Sir Thomas, with a whistle. "You used to say she was setting her cap at him." "She is one of those girls you don't know what she would be at. She's full of romance and nonsense, and isn't half as fond of telling the truth as she ought to be. She made my life a burden to me while she was with us, and I don't think she would be any better for Tom." "But he's still determined." "What's the use of that?" said Lady Tringle. "Then he shall have her. I made him a promise and I'm not going to give it up. I told him that if he was in earnest he should have her." "You can't make a girl marry a young man." "You have her here, and then we'll take her to Glenbogie. Now when I say it I mean it. You go and fetch her, and if you don't I will. I'm not going to have her turned out into the cold in that way." "She won't come, Tom." Then he turned round and frowned at her.