Hippias had few injunctions to observe. They were to take up quarters at the hotel, Algernon's general run of company at the house not being altogether wholesome. The baronet particularly forewarned Hippias of the imprudence of attempting to restrict the young man's movements, and letting him imagine he was under surveillance. Richard having been, as it were, pollarded by despotism, was now to grow up straight, and bloom again, in complete independence, as far as he could feel. So did the sage decree; and we may pause a moment to reflect how wise were his previsions, and how successful they must have been, had not Fortune, the great foe to human cleverness, turned against him, or he against himself. The departure took place on a fine March morning. The bird of Winter sang from the budding tree; in the blue sky sang the bird of Summer. Adrian rode between Richard and Hippias to the Bellingham station, and vented his disgust on them after his own humorous fashion, because it did not rain and damp their ardour. In the rear came Lady Blandish and the baronet, conversing on the calm summit of success. "You have shaped him exactly to resemble yourself," she said, pointing with her riding-whip to the grave, stately figure of the young man. "Outwardly, perhaps," he answered, and led to a discussion on Purity and Strength, the lady saying that she preferred Purity. "But you do not," said the baronet. "And there I admire the always true instinct of women, that they all worship Strength in whatever form, and seem to know it to be the child of heaven; whereas Purity is but a characteristic, a garment, and can be spotted--how soon! For there are questions in this life with which we must grapple or be lost, and when, hunted by that cold eye of intense inner-consciousness, the clearest soul becomes a cunning fox, if it have not courage to stand and do battle. Strength indicates a boundless nature--like the Maker. Strength is a God to you--Purity a toy. A pretty one, and you seem to be fond of playing with it," he added, with unaccustomed slyness. The lady listened, pleased at the sportive malice which showed that the constraint on his mind had left him. It was for women to fight their fight now; she only took part in it for amusement. This is how the ranks of our enemies are thinned; no sooner do poor women put up a champion in their midst than she betrays them. "I see," she said archly, "we are the lovelier vessels; you claim the more direct descent. Men are seedlings: Women--slips! Nay, you have said so," she cried out at his gestured protestation, laughing. "But I never printed it." "Oh! what you speak answers for print with me." Exquisite Blandish! He could not choose but love her. "Tell me what are your plans?" she asked. "May a woman know?"