"I think they ought; but Mrs Ascot seems to have fallen into this way. It was not done when I was well. Oh, if I were only able to attend to these things myself! It is quite wrong that things should have fallen into such a state. I do not believe there is any need that it should be so. Everything is wrong, and I can do nothing. I do not trust Madame Ascot: and your father,--there is no use speaking to him." She was getting excited, and would be ill soon, her daughters knew, unless this could be put out of her mind. "I will tell you what we must do, mama. We will take all these papers to Mr St. Cyr--not to ask more money. But he will understand them, and he will help us. Mama, he was quite nice to-day, not at all cross, though we nearly knocked him down; and he said I was to come to him when I was in trouble, and I am sure this is dreadful trouble. Selina, don't you think we might go to Mr St. Cyr?" Selina waited for her mother to speak. "I don't think Mrs Ascot would like it, nor papa. He says Mr St. Cyr must advance the money to pay the bills, that is all." "Oh! as for papa, he won't trouble himself; and I think I should rather like to vex madame. She need not be vexed if she has made no mistakes, and if she is quite to be trusted," said Frederica, with some hesitation. "There is no good in struggling against Mrs Ascot," said Mrs Vane hopelessly; "I have tried often, and there is no use. I have not the strength nor the courage." The papers fell to the floor, as Frederica started up suddenly. "Mama, I have strength and courage to tear Madame Ascot into fifty thousand little pieces, if she dares to trouble you," cried she; and then, as she saw her mother's face, she hung her head, adding, "I beg your pardon, mama: that was very foolish and wicked." "My darling, there is no use in doing anything that Mrs Ascot will not like. I have tried to bring things right often." "Because you are not strong. Papa ought to do it," said Frederica. "And, mama, this cannot go on always. There must come an end some time, and I think Frederica is right, and these papers should be sent to Mr St. Cyr." Selina spoke very quietly. "And why should Madame Ascot care?" said Frederica. "I hope she will care. I should like to see her face when she knows Mr St. Cyr has got those disagreeable papers. I have a fancy that their only use is to make you uncomfortable, you and Selina. Now I shall put them away, and you must promise not to think of them again, till Cousin Cyprien shall make them all right. And I will order the ponies, and drive you first, mama, and Lina, and afterwards Tessie and the boys, if they are very good." "Mama," said Selina, "I think this is quite the best way--about the papers, I mean. You know you have thought about giving them to him before. And he will be quite willing to take the trouble, and he will know what to do; he is wise. Say that this is right, mama."