"I was a little surprised at the way he said it, but he’s a queer sort of fellow, though I think likable. He went on at once, as if he wanted to remove some doubt in my mind as to Lady Brent; but, as a matter of fact, I had none, and am as capable of judging her as he is, though of course he has known her longer. ’_She_ sees,’ he said, ’that poor little Lottie—I generally call her that to myself—can’t be quite happy shut up down here. But she’s right in keeping her here. You see, Brent was rather a wild sort of fellow. He got into mischief once or twice, and from what I’ve heard she and his father weren’t sorry when his regiment was ordered off to South Africa. Well, he went, and was killed the first time he went into action, within a month. By the time the news came over his father himself was dying, and did die, as a matter of fact, without knowing of it. A pretty good shock for the poor lady, eh? Well, she had another when poor little Lottie wrote to her and said that she had been married to Brent the week before he sailed, and there was a baby coming. She went straight up to London and brought her down here, and Harry was born here. Harry is rather an important person, you know. He’s the last of his line, which is an old one. This place belongs to him, and he’ll have a great deal of money from his grandmother. He’s Sir Harry Brent of Royd Castle. What he is on his mother’s side must be made as little of as possible. She’s a Brent by marriage and she has to learn to be a Brent by manners and customs, if you understand me!’ "I said that I thought I did, and that Lady Brent was quite right in wishing to keep her in this atmosphere. But I said that I quite saw that the more friends she had the better. I should do my best to make friends with her, and I was sure that my wife would, who was extremely kind-hearted. "’Ah, that’s right,’ he said, with a great air of satisfaction, and just then Harry came out and we went off together to the village and the vicarage." Here followed the account of the Vicarage, and of the church, but Mrs. Grant knew there was more to come later about Mrs. Brent, and hurried on till she got to it.