MONICA. MONICA A Novel. BY EVELYN EVERETT-GREEN. Author of “Torwood’s Trust,” “The Last of the Dacres,” “Ruthven of Ruthven,” Etc. _IN THREE VOLUMES._ VOL. II. LONDON: WARD AND DOWNEY, 12, YORK STREET, COVENT GARDEN, W.C. 1889. PRINTED BY KELLY AND CO., GATE STREET, LINCOLN’S INN FIELDS, AND KINGSTON-ON-THAMES. CONTENTS. CHAPTER THE TWELFTH. PAGE Mrs. Bellamy 1 CHAPTER THE THIRTEENTH. Randolph’s Story 23 CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH. Storm and Calm 40 CHAPTER THE FIFTEENTH. A Summons to Trevlyn 61 CHAPTER THE SIXTEENTH. Changes 77 CHAPTER THE SEVENTEENTH. United 101 CHAPTER THE EIGHTEENTH. A Shadow 125 CHAPTER THE NINETEENTH. In Scotland 143 CHAPTER THE TWENTIETH. A Visit to Arthur 160 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FIRST. Back at Trevlyn 180 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SECOND. An Enigma 199 MONICA CHAPTER THE TWELFTH. MRS. BELLAMY. Randolph was gone; and Monica, left alone in her luxurious London house, felt strangely lost and desolate. Her husband had expressed a wish that she should go out as much as possible, and not shut herself up in solitude during his brief absence, and to do his will was now her great desire. She would have preferred to remain quietly at home. She liked best to sit by her fire upstairs, and make Wilberforce tell her of Randolph’s childhood and boyish days; his devotion to his widowed mother, his kindness to herself, all the deeds of youthful prowess, which an old nurse treasures up respecting her youthful charges and delights to repeat in after years. Wilberforce would talk of Randolph by the hour together if she were not checked, and Monica felt singularly little disposition to check her. However she obeyed her husband in everything, and took her morning’s ride as usual next day, and was met by Cecilia Bellamy, who rode beside her, with her train of cavaliers in attendance, and pitied the poor darling child who had been deserted by her husband. “I am just in the same sad predicament myself, Monica,” she said, plaintively. “My husband has had to go to Paris, all of a sudden, and I am left alone too. We must console ourselves together. You must drive with me to-day and come to tea, and I will come to you to-morrow.”