"Could her mother own it if she did? Come, come; remember how young you both are. When you return, all these dreams will be forgotten; then we can meet as before; then I will be your second mother, and again your career shall be my care: for do not think that we shall leave you so long in this exile as you seem to forbode. No, no; it is but an absence, an excursion,--not a search after fortune. Your fortune,-- leave that to us when you return!" "And I am to see her no more!" I murmured, as I rose, and went silently towards the window to conceal my face. The great struggles in life are limited to moments. In the drooping of the head upon the bosom, in the pressure of the hand upon the brow, we may scarcely consume a second in our threescore years and ten; but what revolutions of our whole being may pass within us while that single sand drops noiseless down to the bottom of the hour-glass! I came back with firm step to Lady Ellinor, and said calmly: "My reason tells me that you are right, and I submit; forgive me! And do not think me ungrateful and overproud if I add that you must leave me still the object in life that consoles and encourages me through all." "What object is that?" asked Lady Ellinor, hesitatingly. "Independence for myself, and ease to those for whom life is still sweet. This is my twofold object; and the means to effect it must be my own heart and my own hands. And now, convey all my thanks to your noble husband, and accept my warm prayers for yourself and her--whom I will not name. Farewell, Lady Ellinor!" "No, do not leave me so hastily; I have many things to discuss with you,--at least to ask of you. Tell me how your father bears his reverse,--tell me at least if there be aught he will suffer us to do for him? There are many appointments in Trevanion's range of influence that would suit even the wilful indolence of a man of letters. Come, be frank with me!" I could not resist so much kindness; so I sat down, and as collectedly as I could, replied to Lady Ellinor's questions, and sought to convince her that my father only felt his losses so far as they affected me, and that nothing in Trevanion's power was likely to tempt him from his retreat, or calculated to compensate for a change in his habits. Turning at last from my parents, Lady Ellinor inquired for Roland, and on learning that he was with me in town, expressed a strong desire to see him. I told her I would communicate her wish, and she then said thoughtfully,-- "He has a son, I think; and I have heard that there is some unhappy dissension between them." "Who could have told you that?" I asked in surprise, knowing how closely Roland had kept the secret of his family afflictions. "Oh! I heard so from some one who knew Captain Roland,--I forget when and where I heard it; but is it not the fact?" "My uncle Roland has no son." "How!" "His son is dead." "How such a loss must grieve him!" I did not speak.