The Jesuit, too, was sharply conscious of them, and even Augustina felt that something was amiss. Was it that they were all--except Father Bowles--affected by the presence of the young lady on Helbeck's right--by the cool detachment of her manner, the self-possession that appealed to no one and claimed none of the prerogatives of sex and charm, while every now and then it made itself felt in tacit and resolute opposition to her environment? "He might leave those things alone!" thought the Jesuit angrily, as he heard Father Bowles giving Mrs. Fountain a gently complacent account of a geological lecture lately delivered in Whinthorpe. "What I always say, you know, my dear lady, is this: you must show me the evidence! After all, you geologists have done much--you have dug here and there, it is true. But dig all over the world--dig everywhere--lay it all bare. Then you may ask me to listen to you!" The little round-faced priest looked round the table for support. Laura bit her lip and bent over her plate. Father Leadham turned hastily to Helbeck, and began to discuss with him a recent monograph on the Roman Wall, showing a plentiful and scholarly knowledge of the subject. And presently he drew in the girl opposite, addressing her with a man-of-the-world ease and urbanity which disarmed her. It appeared that he had just come back from mission-work in British Guiana, that he had been in India, and was in all respects a travelled and accomplished person. But the girl did not yield herself, though she listened quite civilly and attentively while he talked. But again through the Jesuit's easy or polished phrases there broke the purring inanity of Father Bowles. "Lourdes, my dear lady? Lourdes? How can there be the smallest doubt of the miracles of Lourdes? Why! they keep two doctors on the spot to verify everything!" The Jesuit's sense of humour was uncomfortably touched. He glanced at Miss Fountain, but could only see that she was gazing steadily out of window. As for himself, convert and ex-Fellow of a well-known college, he gave a strong inward assent to the judgment of some of his own leaders, that the older Catholic priests of this country are as a rule lamentably unfit for their work. "Our chance in England is broadening every year," he said to himself. "How are we to seize it with such tools? But all round we want _men_. Oh! for a few more of those who were 'out in forty-five'!" * * * * * In the drawing-room after dinner Laura, as usual, entrenched herself in one of the deep oriel windows, behind a heavy table: Augustina showed an anxious curiosity as to the expedition of the morning--as to the Masons and their farm. But Laura would say very little about them. When the gentlemen came in, Helbeck sent a searching look round the drawing-room. He had the air of one who enters with a purpose.