Broughton had left quarters without leave; but instead of reprimands, arrests, and Heaven knows what besides, there was Colonel Delmar, the fine old fellow, shaking his finger in mock rebuke, and saying, "Ah, Dudley, my boy, I came down to give you a rare scolding; but this sad business has saved you!" And Lydia also, against whom he had ever felt a dislike,--that prejudice your boisterous and noisy kind of men ever feel to clever women, whose sarcasms they know themselves exposed to,--why, she was gentle good-nature and easy sisterlike kindness itself! She did not, as the phrase goes, "nurse him," but she seldom left the room where he lay. She read aloud, selecting with a marvellous instinct the very kind of books he fancied,--novels, tales of every-day life, things of whose truthfulness he could form some judgment; and sketches wherein the author's views were about on a level with his own. She would sit at the window, too, and amuse him with descriptions of the people passing in the street; such smart shrewd pictures were they of watering-place folks and habits, Dudley never tired of them! She was unsurpassed for the style with which she could dress up an anecdote or a bit of gossip; and if it verged upon the free, her French education taught her the nice perception of the narrow line that separates "libertinage" from indelicacy. So far from feeling impatient at his confinement to a sofa, therefore, Broughton affected distrust in his renovated limb for a full fortnight after the doctor had pronounced him cured. At last he was able to drive out, and soon afterwards to take exercise on horseback, Lydia Delmar and her father occasionally accompanying him. People will talk at Leamington, as they do at other places; and so the gossips said that the rich--for he was still so reputed in the world--the "rich" Sir Dudley Broughton was going to marry Miss Delmar. Gossip is half-brother to that all-powerful director called "Public Opinion;" so that when Sir Dudley heard, some half-dozen times every day, what it was reputed he would do, he began to feel that he ought to do it. Accordingly, they were married; the world--at least the Leamington section of that large body--criticising the match precisely as it struck the interests and prejudices of the class they belonged to. Fathers and mothers agreed in thinking that Colonel Delmar was a shrewd old soldier, and had made an "excellent hit." Young ladies pronounced Liddy--for a girl who had been out eight years--decidedly lucky. Lounging men at club doors looked knowingly at each other as they joked together in half sentences, "No affair of mine; but I did not think Broughton would have been caught so easily." "Yes, by Jove!" cried another, with a jockey-like style of dress, "he 'd not have made so great a mistake on the 'Oaks' as to run an aged nag for a two-year old!" "I wonder he never heard of that Russian fellow!" said a third.