"Better men than I have gone through it," Mr. Lovel went on with a sigh, and without the faintest notice of his daughter's dismay; "but I couldn't stand Arden and Holborough after that degradation. I must go abroad, to some dull old town in the south of France, where I could have my books and decent wine, and where, as regards everything else, I should be in a living grave. "But they would never make you bankrupt surely, papa;" Clarissa exclaimed in the same piteous tone. "_They_ would never make me bankrupt!" echoed her father fretfully. "What do you mean by _they_? You talk like a baby, Clarissa. Do you suppose that tradesmen and bankers and bill-discounters would have more mercy upon me than upon other people? They may give me more time than they would give another man, perhaps, because they know I have some pride of race, and would coin my heart's blood rather than adopt expedients that other men make light of; but when they know there is no more to be got out of me, they will do their worst. It is only a question of time." "Are you very much in debt, papa?" Clarissa asked timidly, anticipating a rebuff. "No; that is the most confounded part of the business. My liabilities only amount to a few pitiful hundreds. When I sold Arden--and I did not do that till I was obliged, you may believe--the bulk of the purchase-money went to the mortgagees. With the residue--a paltry sum--I bought myself an annuity; a transaction which I was able to conclude upon better terms than most men of my age, on account of my precarious health, and to which I was most strongly urged by my legal advisers. On this I have existed, or tried to exist, ever since: but the income has not been sufficient even for the maintenance of this narrow household; if I lived in a garret, I must live like a gentleman, and should be always at the mercy of my servants. These are honest enough, I daresay, but I have no power of checking my expenditure. And then I had your schooling to pay for--no small amount, I assure you." "Thank heaven that is over, papa! And now, if you would only let me go out as a governess, I might be some help to you instead of a burden." "There's time enough to think of that. You are not much of a burden to me at present. I don't suppose you add many pounds a year to the expenses of this house. And if I have to face the inevitable, and see my name in the _Gazette_, we must begin life again upon a smaller scale, and in a cheaper place--some out-of-the-way corner of France or Belgium. The governess notion will keep till I am dead. You can always be of some use to me as a companion, if you choose." This was quite a concession. Clarissa came over to her father's chair, and laid her hand caressingly upon his shoulder.