But I dared not think what might become of Roger should his divine resolves fail,--should the frequent society of Marion prove insufficient for the solace and quiet of his heart. I had heard how men will seek to drown sorrow in the ruin of the sorrowing power,--will slay themselves that they may cause their hurt to cease, and I trembled for my husband's brother. But the days went on, and I saw no sign of failure or change. He was steady at his work, and came to see us as constantly as before; never missed a chance of meeting Marion: and at every treat she gave her friends, whether at the house of which I have already spoken, or at Lady Bernard's country-place in the neighborhood of London, whether she took them on the river, or had some one to lecture or read to them, Roger was always at hand for service and help. Still, I was uneasy; for might there not come a collapse, especially if some new event were to destroy the hope which he still cherished, and which I feared was his main support? Would his religion then prove of a quality and power sufficient to keep him from drifting away with the receding tide of his hopes and imaginations? In this anxiety perhaps I regarded too exclusively the faith of Roger, and thought too little about the faith of God. However this may be, I could not rest, but thought and thought, until at last I made up my mind to go and tell Lady Bernard all about it. CHAPTER XLIV. THE DEA EX. "And you think Marion likes him?" asked Lady Bernard, when she had in silence heard my story. "I am sure she _likes_ him. But you know he is so far inferior to her,--in every way." "How do you know that? Questions are involved there which no one but God can determine. You must remember that both are growing. What matter if any two are unequal at a given moment, seeing their relative positions may be reversed twenty times in a thousand years? Besides, I doubt very much if any one who brought his favors with him would have the least chance with Marion. Poverty, to turn into wealth, is the one irresistible attraction for her; and, however duty may compel her to act, my impression is that she will not escape _loving_ Roger." I need not say I was gratified to find Lady Bernard's conclusion from Marion's character run parallel with my own. "But what can come of it?" I said. "Why, marriage, I hope." "But Marion would as soon think of falling down and worshipping Baal and Ashtoreth as of forsaking her grandchildren." "Doubtless. But there would be no occasion for that. Where two things are both of God, it is not likely they will be found mutually obstructive." "Roger does declare himself quite ready to go and live amongst her friends, and do his best to help her." "That is all as it should be, so far as he--as both of them are concerned; but there are contingencies; and the question naturally arises, How would that do in regard of their children?"