not mind being a gentleman--you do not care,” she cried. “Oh, I know you are not like me! But how will you like being under orders, Law, never having your freedom, never able to do what you please, or to go anywhere without leave? That is how soldiers live. They are slaves; they have to obey, always to obey. You could not do anything because you wanted to do it--you could not spend an evening at home--Oh,” she cried with a sudden stamp of her foot in impatience with herself, “that is not what I mean to say; for what would you care for coming home? But you could not go to that place--that delightful place--that you and papa prefer to home. I know you don’t care for home,” said Lottie. “Oh, it is a compliment, a great compliment to me!” And, being overwrought and worn out with agitation, she suddenly broke down and fell a-crying, not so much that she felt the slight and the pang of being neglected, but because all these agitations had been too much for her, and she felt for the moment that she could bear no more. At the sight of her tears sudden remorse came over Law. He went to her side and stood over her, touching her shoulder with his hand. “Don’t cry, Lottie,” he said, with compunction. And then, after a moment, “It isn’t for you; you’re always jolly and kind. I don’t mind what I say to you; you might know everything I do if you liked. But home, you know, home’s not what a fellow cares for. Oh, yes! I care for it in a way--I care for you; but except you, what is there, Lottie? And I can’t always be talking to you, can I? A fellow wants a little more than that. So do you; you want more than me. If I had come into the drawing-room this morning and strummed on the piano, what would you have done? Sent me off or boxed my ears if I’d have let you. But that fellow Ridsdale comes and you like it. You needn’t say no; I am certain you liked it. But brother and sister, you know that’s not so amusing! Come, Lottie, you know that as well as I.” “I don’t know it, it is not true!” Lottie cried, with a haste and emphasis which she herself felt to be unnecessary. “But what has that to do with the matter? Allow that you do not care for your home, Law; but is it necessary to go off and separate yourself from your family, to give up your position, everything? I will tell you what we will do. We will go to Mr. Ashford, and he will let us know honestly what he thinks--what you are fit for. All examinations are not so hard; there must be something that you could do.”