And then she had that air of fashion, that look of being able to look down the unfashionable, which was so much in the eyes of Sir Henry; though in those of George Bertram it had been almost a demerit. With Caroline, as with many women, this was an appearance rather than a reality. She had not moved much among high people; she had not taught herself to despise those of her own class, the women of Littlebath, the Todds and the Adela Gauntlets; but she looked as though she would be able to do so. And it was fitting she should have such a look if ever she were to be the wife of a solicitor-general. And then Sir Henry thought of Mr. Bertram's coffers. Ah! if he could only be let into that secret, it might be easy to come to a decision. That the old man had quarrelled with his nephew, he was well aware. That George, in his pig-headed folly, would make no overtures towards a reconciliation; of that also he was sure. Was it not probable that at any rate a great portion of that almost fabulous wealth would go to the man's granddaughter? There was doubtless risk; but then one must run some risk in everything, It might be, if he could play his cards wisely, that he would get it all--that he would be placed in a position to make even the solicitor-generalship beneath his notice. And so, in spite of Caroline's coldness, he resolved to persevere. Having thus made up him mind, he turned the conversation to another subject. "You liked the house on the whole; did you?" Caroline during the past week had been up to see the new house in Eaton Square. "Oh, yes; very much. Nothing could be nicer. Only I am afraid it's expensive." This was a subject on which Caroline could talk to him. "Not particularly," said Sir Henry. "Of course one can't get a house in London for nothing. I shall have rather a bargain of that if I can pay the money down. The great thing is whether you like it." "I was charmed with it. I never saw prettier drawing-rooms--never. And the bedrooms for a London house are so large and airy." "Did you go into the dining-room?" "Oh, yes; I went in." "There's room for four-and-twenty, is there not?" "Well, I don't know. I can't give an opinion about that. You could have three times that number at supper." "I'm not thinking of suppers; but I'm sure you could. Kitchen's convenient, eh?" "Very--so at least aunt Mary said." "And now about the furniture. You can give me two or three days in town, can't you?" "Oh, yes; if you require it. But I would trust your taste in all those matters." "My taste! I have neither taste nor time. If you won't mind going to ----" And so the conversation went on for another fifteen minutes, and then they were at home. Caroline's boots had begun to tease her, and their walk, therefore, had not been prolonged to a great distance. Ah, me! again I say how pleasant, how delightful were those lovers' walks!