Alice did not answer. The light tone vexed her. "Perhaps you don't understand these free terms, Alice," he said, looking fondly at her, "and I hope you may never have occasion to. Frances would: she has lived in their atmosphere." "Yes, I know what an embarrassed man the earl often is. But I am grieved to hear about yourself. Is the colonel implacable? What was the cause of the quarrel?" "You know I was to be his heir. Even if more children had come to him, he undertook to provide amply for me. Last autumn he suddenly sent for me to tell me it was his pleasure and Lady Sarah's that I should take up my abode with them. So I did take it up, glad to get into such good quarters; and stopped here like an innocent, unsuspicious lamb, until--when was it, Alice? March? Then the plot came out." "The plot," exclaimed Alice. "It was nothing less. They had fixed upon a wife for me; and I was ordered to hold myself in readiness to marry her at any given moment." "Who was it?" inquired Alice, in a low tone, as she bent her head over the bracelets. "Never mind," laughed the young man; "it wasn't you. I said I would not have her; and they both, he and Lady Sarah, pulled me and my want of taste to pieces, assuring me I was a monster of ingratitude. It provoked me into confessing that I liked some one else better. And then the colonel turned me out." Alice looked her sorrow, but she did not express it. "Of course I saw the imprudence then of having thrown up my place in the red-tape office; but it was done. And since then I have been having a fight with my creditors, putting them off with fair words and promises. But they have grown incredulous, and it has come to dodging. In favour with my uncle, and his acknowledged heir, they would have given me unlimited time and credit, but the breach between us is known, and it makes all the difference. With the value of that at my disposal"--nodding at the bracelet--"I should stop a few pressing personal trifles and go on again for a while. So you see, Alice, a diamond bracelet may be of use to a gentleman, should some genial fortune drop one into his hands." "I sympathize with you very much," said Alice, "and I would I had it in my power to aid you." "Thank you for your kind wishes; I know they are genuine. When my uncle sees the name of Gerard Hope figuring in the insolvent list, or amongst the outlaws, he---- Hark! Can they be coming up from dinner?" "Scarcely yet," said Alice, starting up simultaneously with himself, and listening. "But they will not sit long today, because they are going to the opera. Gerard, they must not find you here." "It might get you turned out as well as myself! No, not if I can help it. Alice!"--suddenly laying his hands upon her shoulders, and gazing down into her eyes--"do you know who it was I had learnt to love, instead of--of the other?" She gasped for breath, and her colour went and came. "No--no; do not tell me, Gerard."