Mrs. Mallathorpe steadied herself on the edge of the table and looked at him fixedly. "Everything'll have to be given up?" she asked. "The terms of this will will be carried out," answered Eldrick. "Will--will they make me give up--what we've--saved?" she whispered. "Mother!" said Nesta appealingly. "Don't! Come away somewhere and let me talk to you--come!" But Mrs. Mallathorpe shook off her daughter's hand and turned again to Eldrick. "Will they?" she demanded. "Answer!" "I don't think you'll find the trustees at all hard when it comes to a question of account," answered Eldrick. "They'll probably take matters over from now and ignore anything that's happened during the past two years." Again Nesta tried to lead her mother away, and again Mrs. Mallathorpe pushed the appealing hand from her. All her attention was fixed on Eldrick. "And--and will the police give me--now--what they found on that woman?" she whispered. "I have no doubt they will," replied Eldrick. "It's--yours." Mrs. Mallathorpe drew a sigh of relief. She looked at the solicitor steadily for a moment--then without another word she turned and went away--to find Prydale. Eldrick turned to Nesta. "Don't forget," he said in a low voice, "it's a terrible blow to her, and she's been thinking of your interests! Leave her alone for a while--she'll get used to the altered circumstances. I'm sorry for her--and for you!" But Nesta made a sign of dissent. "There's no need to be sorry for me, Mr. Eldrick," she answered. "It's a greater relief than you can realize." She turned from him and went over to Mrs. Gaukrodger who had watched this scene without fully comprehending it. "Come with me," she said. "You look very tired and you must have some tea and rest awhile--come now." Eldrick and Collingwood, left alone, looked at each, other in silence for a moment. Then the solicitor shook his head expressively. "Well, that's over!" he exclaimed. "I must go back and hand this will over to the two trustees. But you, Collingwood--stay here a bit--if ever that girl needs company and help, it's now!" "I'm stopping," said Collingwood. He remained for a time where Eldrick left him; at last he went down to the hall and out into the gardens. And presently Nesta came to him there, and as if with a mutual understanding they walked away into the nearer stretches of the park. Normandale had never looked more beautiful than it did that afternoon, and in the midst of a silence which up to then neither of them had cared to break, Collingwood suddenly turned to the girl who had just lost it. "Are you sure that you won't miss all this--greatly?" he asked. "Just think!" "I'd rather lose more than this, however fond I'd got of it, than go through what I've gone through lately," she answered frankly. "Do you know what I want to do?" "No--I think not," he said. "What?"