"Thank you, Miss Penwynn," said Geoffrey, flushing, and speaking with animation. "Those are the first encouraging words I have heard. Your daughter has touched the very point, Mr Penwynn. I don't want to talk like an egotist, but, speaking as an engineer, if you will show me one of your biggest pieces of Cornish granite, I'll find a means of giving it a start; and I'll be bound to say that if Mr Lee here is as determined as I, he will find a way of moving the hardest of your Cornish hearts. Sir, I believe in that little word `Try!'" The Reverend Edward Lee coloured slightly, and turned his glasses with more of interest upon the speaker, but he did not interpose. "I wish you both every success," said Tregenna, smiling first on one and then on the other, and Mr Penwynn nodded his head, and laughed, saying,-- "Youth is sanguine, Mr Trethick. _Try_!" "I will, Mr Penwynn," said Geoffrey, in a voice that, though quiet, was so full of the spirit expressed by those two determined words that Tregenna glanced sharply at him, and then at Rhoda, to see what effect they had had upon her. She was bending a little forward, her lips parted, and a curious look in her face, as she gazed in the guest's countenance, till, instinctively becoming aware that Tregenna's eyes were fixed upon her, she let her own fall, but only to raise them directly after with a half-offended look of inquiry, as if asking why she was watched, and soon after she left the table. The gentlemen stayed but a short time over their wine, for Tregenna, after exchanging glances with Mr Penwynn, rose and made for the drawing-room, while Mr Penwynn suggested a cigar in the garden. "Yes, I should enjoy a smoke," said Geoffrey, who suspected that this was a manoeuvre to give Tregenna an opportunity for a _tete-a-tete_, but the vicar declined. "I have not smoked now for many years," he said, and he glanced to the door as if to escape to the drawing-room in Tregenna's wake, but Mr Penwynn proceeded to endorse Geoffrey's suspicions. "Then I will not smoke either," he said, passing his arm through that of his guest. "We'll have a look round at the ferns and flowers till Mr Trethick has finished his cigar. They'll bring us coffee directly, and then we will join them in the drawing-room." There was no escape, so the young clergyman was marched off to inspect the peculiarities of his host's choice ferns, with the beauties of the various sub-tropical plants that the banker had collected in his well-kept, rock-sheltered terrace. These being ended, the various points of interest in the distance about the bay were pointed put, evidently to gain time. Meanwhile Geoffrey, who felt somewhat amused, sat upon a rock, smoked an excellent cigar, and thought a good deal as he gazed out to sea.