"Because of his love for that brave girl, Miss Vaughan, he will never care for any one else while he lives." Lady Dartelle's face fell considerably. "I thought he fancied her dead," she observed. "So he does; and so she must be; or, with all the search that has been made for her, she would have been found." "But, Aubrey, if she were living, and he did find her, do you really think that he would marry her?" "Indeed he would, mother. Were she alive he would marry her to-morrow, if he could." "After that terrible _exposé_?" cried Lady Dartelle. "There was nothing terrible in it," he opposed. "The worst thing the girl did was to half-elope with one of the best _partis_ in England. If she had completed the elopement, every one would have admired her, and she would have been received at once amongst the spotless band of English matrons. The very truth and sincerity with which the girl told her story ennobled her in the eyes of every sensible person." "Well," said Lady Dartelle, with a sigh, "if you really think, my dear, that there is no chance of his liking either of the girls, I should not ask him to prolong his visit." Lady Dartelle hardly liked the hearty laughter with which her son received her words. "I will remember, mother," he said. "Will it console you to know that Sir Richard told me yesterday that he never saw such a perfectly-shaped hand as Mildred's?" "Did he? Mildred likes him, I think. It would be such a comfort to me, Aubrey, if one or the other were married." "While there's life there's hope. Here comes Major Elton to remind me of my engagement to play a billiard match. Good-night, mother." But after a few days the good-natured baronet returned to the charge, and begged hard that Clara might be allowed to go to Broughton Park to see the swans. He thought, as a matter of course, that the governess would go with her, but, to make sure, he added: "Be good-natured for once, mother, and let the governess go. I promise neither to speak to her nor to look at her." But the next morning when the carriage came round, and little Clara, flushed with excitement, took her seat by Lady Dartelle's side, Sir Aubrey looked in vain for the lovely face and graceful figure. He went to the side of the carriage. "Mother," he said in a low voice, "where is Miss--I do not even know her name--the governess?" "My dear Aubrey," replied Lady Dartelle, "the governess is fortunately a very sensible young woman, and when I mentioned the matter to her, she positively and resolutely declined to come. I quite approve of her resolution. I have no doubt that she will greatly enjoy a day to herself." They little dreamed what this day was to bring forth. They were to lunch and dine at Broughton Park, and then drive home in the evening. Veronica was in the highest spirits, for Lord Chandon, declining to ride, had taken his seat in the carriage. CHAPTER XXXIV.