these　idlers　was　a　man　in　silence　and　solitude；　far　out　of　the
  town。　　He　was　leaning　over　a　gate　that　divided　two　meads　in　a
  watery　level　between　Stancy　Castle　and　Markton。　　He　turned　his
  head　for　a　few　seconds；　then　continued　his　contemplative　gaze
  towards　the　towers　of　the　castle；　visible　over　the　trees　as
  far　as　was　possible　in　the　leaden　gloom　of　the　November　eve。
  The　military　form　of　the　solitary　lounger　was　recognizable　as
  that　of　Sir　William　De　Stancy；　notwithstanding　the　failing
  light　and　his　attitude　of　so　resting　his　elbows　on　the　gate
  that　his　hands　enclosed　the　greater　part　of　his　face。
  The　scene　was　inexpressibly　cheerless。　　No　other　human
  creature　was　apparent；　and　the　only　sounds　audible　above　the
  wind　were　those　of　the　trickling　streams　which　distributed　the
  water　over　the　meadow。　　A　heron　had　been　standing　in　one　of
  these　rivulets　about　twenty　yards　from　the　officer；　and　they
  vied　with　each　other　in　stillness　till　the　bird　suddenly　rose
  and　flew　off　to　the　plantation　in　which　it　was　his　custom　to
  pass　the　night　with　others　of　his　tribe。　　De　Stancy　saw　the
  heron　rise；　and　seemed　to　imagine　the　creature's　departure
  without　a　supper　to　be　owing　to　the　increasing　darkness；　but
  in　another　minute　he　became　conscious　that　the　heron　had　been
  disturbed　by　sounds　too　distant　to　reach　his　own　ears　at　the
  time。　　They　were　nearer　now；　and　there　came　along　under　the
  hedge　a　young　man　known　to　De　Stancy　exceedingly　well。
  'Ah；'　he　said　listlessly；　'you　have　ventured　back。'
  'Yes；　captain。　　Why　do　you　walk　out　here？'
  'The　bells　began　ringing　because　she　and　he　were　expected；　and
  my　thoughts　naturally　dragged　me　this　way。　　Thank　Heaven　the
  battery　leaves　Markton　in　a　few　days；　and　then　the　precious
  place　will　know　me　no　more！'
  'I　have　heard　of　it。'　　Turning　to　where　the　dim　lines　of　the
  castle　rose　he　continued：　　'Well；　there　it　stands。'
  'And　I　am　not　in　it。'
  'They　are　not　in　it　yet　either。'
  'They　soon　will　be。'
  'Wellwhat　tune　is　that　you　were　humming；　captain？'
  'ALL　IS　LOST　NOW；'　replied　the　captain　grimly。
  'O　no；　you　have　got　me；　and　I　am　a　treasure　to　any　man。　　I
  have　another　match　in　my　eye　for　you；　and　shall　get　you　well
  settled　yet；　if　you　keep　yourself　respectable。　　So　thank　God；
  and　take　courage！'
  'Ah；　Willyou　are　a　flippant　young　foolwise　in　your　own
  conceit；　I　say　it　to　my　sorrow！　　'Twas　your　dishonesty　spoilt
  all。　　That　lady　would　have　been　my　wife　by　fair　dealingtime
  was　all　I　required。　　But　base　attacks　on　a　man's　character
  never　deserve　to　win；　and　if　I　had　once　been　certain　that　you
  had　made　them；　my　course　would　have　been　very　different；　both
  towards　you　and　others。　　But　why　should　I　talk　to　you　about
  this？　　If　I　cared　an　atom　what　becomes　of　you　I　would　take　you
  in　hand　severely　enough；　not　caring；　I　leave　you　alone；　to　go
  to　the　devil　your　own　way。'
  'Thank　you　kindly；　captain。　　Well；　since　you　have　spoken
  plainly；　I　will　do　the　same。　　We　De　Stancys　are　a　worn…out　old
  partythat's　the　long　and　the　short　of　it。　　We　represent
  conditions　of　life　that　have　had　their　dayespecially　me。
  Our　one　remaining　chance　was　an　alliance　with　new　aristocrats；
  and　we　have　failed。　　We　are　past　and　done　for。　　Our　line　has
  had　five　hundred　years　of　glory；　and　we　ought　to　be　content。
  Enfin　les　renards　se　trouvent　chez　le　pelletier。'
  'Speak　for　yourself；　young　Consequence；　and　leave　the
  destinies　of　old　families　to　respectable　philosophers。　　This
  fiasco　is　the　direct　result　of　evil　conduct；　and　of　nothing
  else　at　all。　　I　have　managed　badly；　I　countenanced　you　too
  far。　　When　I　saw　your　impish　tendencies　I　should　have　forsworn
  the　alliance。'
  'Don't　sting　me；　captain。　　What　I　have　told　you　is　true。　　As
  for　my　conduct；　cat　will　after　kind；　you　know。　　You　should
  have　held　your　tongue　on　the　wedding　morning；　and　have　let　me
  take　my　chance。'
  'Is　that　all　I　get　for　saving　you　from　jail？　　GadI　alone　am
  the　sufferer；　and　feel　I　am　alone　the　fool！。　。　。　　Come；　off
  with　youI　never　want　to　see　you　any　more。'
  'Part　we　will；　thentill　we　meet　again。　　It　will　be　a　light
  night　hereabouts；　I　think；　this　evening。'
  'A　very　dark　one　for　me。'
  'Nevertheless；　I　think　it　will　be　a　light　night。　　Au　revoir！'
  Dare　went　his　way；　and　after　a　while　De　Stancy　went　his。　　Both
  were　soon　lost　in　the　shades。
  V。
  The　castle　to…night　was　as　gloomy　as　the　meads。　　As　Havill　had
  explained；　the　habitable　rooms　were　just　now　undergoing　a
  scour；　and　the　main　block　of　buildings　was　empty　even　of　the
  few　servants　who　had　been　retained；　they　having　for　comfort's
  sake　taken　up　their　quarters　in　the　detached　rooms　adjoining
  the　entrance　archway。　　Hence　not　a　single　light　shone　from　the
  lonely　windows；　at　which　ivy　leaves　tapped　like　woodpeckers；
  moved　by　gusts　that　were　numerous　and　contrary　rather　than
  violent。　　Within　the　walls　all　was　silence；　chaos；　and
  obscurity；　till　towards　eleven　o'clock；　when　the　thick
  immovable　cloud　that　had　dulled　the　daytime　broke　into　a
  scudding　fleece；　through　which　the　moon　forded　her　way　as　a
  nebulous　spot　of　watery　white；　sending　light　enough；　though　of
  a　rayless　kind；　into　the　castle　chambers　to　show　the　confusion
  that　reigned　there。
  At　this　time　an　eye　might　have　noticed　a　figure　flitting　in
  and　about　those　draughty　apartments；　and　making　no　more　noise
  in　so　doing　than　a　puff　of　wind。　　Its　motion　hither　and
  thither　was　rapid；　but　methodical；　its　bearing　absorbed；　yet
  cautious。　　Though　it　ran　more　or　less　through　all　the
  principal　rooms；　the　chief　scene　of　its　operations　was　the
  Long　Gallery　overlooking　the　Pleasance；　which　was　covered　by
  an　ornamental　wood…and…plaster　roof；　and　contained　a　whole
  throng　of　family　portraits；　besides　heavy　old　cabinets　and　the
  like。　　The　portraits　which　were　of　value　as　works　of　art　were
  smaller　than　these；　and　hung　in　adjoining　rooms。
  The　manifest　occupation　of　the　figure　was　that　of　removing
  these　small　and　valuable　pictures　from　other　chambers　to　the
  gallery　in　which　the　rest　were　hung；　and　piling　them　in　a　heap
  in　the　midst。　　Included　in　the　group　were　nine　by　Sir　Peter
  Lely；　five　by　Vandyck；　four　by　Cornelius　Jansen；　one　by
  Salvator　Rosa　（remarkable　as　being　among　the　few　English
  portraits　ever　painted　by　that　master）；　many　by　Kneller；　and
  two　by　Romney。　　Apparently　by　accident；　the　light　being
  insufficient　to　distinguish　them　from　portraits；　the　figure
  also　brought　a　Raffaelle　Virgin…and…Child；　a　magnificent
  Tintoretto；　a　Titian；　and　a　Giorgione。
  On　these　was　laid　a　large　collection　of　enamelled　miniature
  portraits　of　the　same　illustrious　line；　afterwards　tapestries
  and　cushions　embroidered　with　the　initials　'De　S。'；　and　next
  the　cradle　presented　by　Charles　the　First　to　the　contemporary
  De　Stancy　mother；　till　at　length　there　arose　in　the　middle　of
  the　floor　a　huge　heap　containing　most　of　what　had　been
  personal　and　peculiar　to　members　of　the　De　Stancy　family　as
  distinct　from　general　furniture。
  Then　the　figure　went　from　door　to　door；　and　threw　open　each
  that　was　unfastened。　　It　next　proceeded　to　a　room　on　the
  ground　floor；　at　present　fitted　up　as　a　carpenter's　shop；　and
  knee…deep　in　shavings。　　An　armful　of　these　was　added　to　the
  pile　of　objects　in　the　gallery；　a　window　at　each　end　of　the
  gallery　was　opened；　causing　a　brisk　draught　along　the　walls；
  and　then　the　activity　of　the　figure　ceased；　and　it　was　seen　no
  more。
  Five　minutes　afterwards　a　light　shone　upon　the　lawn　from　the
  windows　of　the　Long　Gallery；　which　glowed　with　more　brilliancy
  than　it　had　known　in　the　meridian　of　its　Caroline　splendours。
  Thereupon　the　framed　gentleman　in　the　lace　collar　seemed　to
  open　his　eyes　more　widely；　he　with　the　flowing　locks　and　turn…
  up　mustachios　to　part　his　lips；　he　in　the　armour；　who　was　so
  much　like　Captain　De　Stancy；　to　shake　the　plates　of　his　mail
  with　suppressed　laughter；　the　lady　with　the　three…stringed
  pearl　necklace；　and　vast　expanse　of　neck；　to　nod　with
  satisfaction　and　triumphantly　signify　to　her　adjoining　husband
  that　this　was　a　meet　and　glorious　end。
  The　flame　increased；　and　blown　upon　by　the　wind　roared　round
  the　pictures；　the　tapestries；　and　the　cradle；　up　to　the
  plaster　ceiling　and　through　it　into　the　forest　of　oak　timbers
  above。
  The　best　sitting…room　at　the　Lord…Quantock…Arms　in　Markton　was
  as　cosy　this　evening　as　a　room　can　be　that　lacks　the　minuter
  furniture　on　which　cosiness　so　largely　depends。　　By　the　fire
  sat　Paula　and　Somerset；　the　former　with　a　shawl　round　her
  shoulders　to　keep　off　the　draught　which；　despite　the　curtains；
  forced　its　way　in　on　this　gusty　night　through　the　windows
  opening　upon　the　balcony。　　Paula　held　a　letter　in　her　hand；
  the　contents　of　which　formed　the　subject　of　their
  conversation。　　Happy　as　she　was　in　her　general　situation；
  there　was　for　the　nonce　a　tear　in　her　eye。
  'MY　EVER　DEAR　PAULA　（ran　the　letter）；Your　last　letter　has
  just　reached　me；　and　I　have　followed　your　account　of　your
  travels　and　intentions　with　more　interest　than　I　can　tell。
  You；　who　know　me；　need　no　assurance　of　this。　　At　the　present
  moment；　however；　I　am　in　the　whirl　of　a　change　that　has
  resulted　from　a　resolution　taken　some　time　ago；　but　concealed
  from　almost　everybody　till　now。　　Why？　　Well；　I　will　ownfrom