"And I will,--if it is only because you tell me. "But as for a home,--tell her you have one of your own,--at Belton Castle, from which no one can turn you out, and where no one can intrude on you. This house belongs to you." Then, before she could answer him, he had left the room; and she listened to his heavy quick footsteps as he went across the hall and out of the front door. He walked across the park and entered the little gate of Colonel Askerton's garden, as though it were his habit to go to the cottage when he was at Belton. There had been various matters on which the two men had been brought into contact concerning the old squire's death and the tenancy of the cottage, so that they had become almost intimate. Belton had nothing new that he specially desired to say to Colonel Askerton, whom, indeed, he had seen only a short time before at the funeral; but he wanted the relief of speaking to some one before he returned to the solitude of the inn at Redicote. On this occasion, however, the Colonel was out, and the maid asked him if he would see Mrs. Askerton. When he said something about not troubling her, the girl told him that her mistress wished to speak to him, and then he had no alternative but to allow himself to be shown into the drawing-room. "I want to see you a minute," said Mrs. Askerton, bowing to him without putting out her hand, "that I might ask you how you find your cousin." "She is pretty well, I think." "Colonel Askerton has seen more of her than I have since her father's death, and he says that she does not bear it well. He thinks that she is ill." "I do not think her ill. Of course she is not in good spirits." "No; exactly. How should she be? But he thinks she seems so worn. I hope you will excuse me, Mr. Belton, but I love her so well that I cannot bear to be quite in the dark as to her future. Is anything settled yet?" "She is going to Aylmer Castle." "To Aylmer Castle! Is she indeed? At once?" "Very soon. Lady Aylmer has asked her." "Lady Aylmer! Then I suppose--" "You suppose what?" Will Belton asked. "I did not think she would have gone to Aylmer Castle,--though I dare say it is the best thing she could do. She seemed to me to dislike the Aylmers,--that is, Lady Aylmer,--so much! But I suppose she is right?" "She is right to go if she likes it." "She is circumstanced so cruelly! Is she not? Where else could she go? I do so feel for her. I believe I need hardly tell you, Mr. Belton, that she would be as welcome here as flowers in May,--but that I do not dare to ask her to come to us." She said this in a low voice, turning her eyes away from him, looking first upon the ground, and then again up at the window,--but still not daring to meet his eye. "I don't exactly know about that," said Belton awkwardly. "You know, I hope, that I love her dearly." "Everybody does that," said Will. "You do, Mr. Belton." "Yes;--I do; just as though she were--my sister."