“I don't think so, sir,” cried she, catching up his words; “if only as our protest against the insolence and ingratitude of this neighborhood,--of these creatures who have actually been maintained by us! It was high time to show them their real condition, and to what they will be reduced when the influence of our position is withdrawn.” “If it were only for _that_ we are going away--” And he stopped himself as he got thus far. “In itself a good and sufficient reason, sir; but I trust there are others also. I should hope that we have paid our debt to patriotism, and that a family who have endured twenty years of banishment may return, if only to take a passing glance at the world of civilization and refinement.” “And poor Mary!” exclaimed Martin, with deep feeling. “Your niece might have come with us if she pleased, Mr. Martin. To remain here was entirely her own choice; not that I am at all disposed to think that her resolution was not a wise one. Miss Mary Martin feels very naturally her utter deficiency in all the graces and accomplishments which should pertain to her condition. She appreciates her unfitness for society, and selects--as I think, with commendable discretion--a sphere much better adapted to her habits.” Martin again sighed heavily. “To leave any other girl under such circumstances would have been highly improper,” resumed her Ladyship; “but she is really suited to this kind of life, and perfectly unfit for any other, and I have no doubt she and Catty Broon will be excellent company for each other.” “Catty loves her with all her heart,” muttered Martin. And her Ladyship's lip curled in silent derision at the thought of such affection. “And, after all,” said he, half involuntarily, “our absence will be less felt so long as Molly stays behind.” “If you mean by that, Mr. Martin, that the same system of wasteful expenditure is still to continue,--this universal employment scheme,--I can only say I distinctly and flatly declare against it. Even Rep ton--and I 'm sure he 's no ally of mine--agrees with me in pronouncing it perfectly ruinous.” “There's no doubt of the cost of it,” said Martin, gravely. “Well, sir, and what other consideration should weigh with us?--I mean,” added she, hastily, “what should have the same weight? The immaculate authority I have just quoted has limited our personal expenditure for next year to five thousand pounds, and threatens us with even less in future if the establishment at Cro' Martin cannot be reduced below its present standard; but I would be curious to know why there is such a thing as an establishment at Cro' Martin?” “Properly speaking, there is none,” said Martin. “Rep-ton alludes only to the workpeople,--to those employed on the grounds and the gardens. We cannot let the place go to ruin.”