even　told　her　so；　married　rich　daughters　of　tea　merchants；　iron
  founders；　or　successful　stocktrokers；　and　then　tried　to　make
  matches　between　her　and　their　lowly　born　brothers…in…law。
  So；　when　Gertrude　met　Lady　Brandon；　her　lot　was　secretly
  wretched；　and　she　was　glad　to　accept　an　invitation　to　Brandon
  Beeches　in　order　to　escape　for　a　while　from　the　admiral's　daily
  sarcasms　on　the　marriage　list　in　the　〃Times。〃　The　invitation　was
  the　more　acceptable　because　Sir　Charles　was　no　mushroom　noble；
  and；　in　the　schooldays　which　Gertrude　now　remembered　as　the
  happiest　of　her　life；　she　had　acknowledged　that　Jane's　family　and
  connections　were　more　aristocratic　than　those　of　any　other
  student　then　at　Alton；　herself　excepted。　To　Agatha；　whose
  grandfather　had　amassed　wealth　as　a　proprietor　of　gasworks
  （novelties　in　his　time）；　she　had　never　offered　her　intimacy。
  Agatha　had　taken　it　by　force；　partly　moral；　partly　physical。　But
  the　gasworks　were　never　forgotten；　and　when　Lady　Brandon
  mentioned；　as　a　piece　of　delightful　news；　that　she　had　found　out
  their　old　school　companion；　and　had　asked　her　to　join　them；
  Gertrude　was　not　quite　pleased。　Yet；　when　they　met；　her　eyes　were
  the　only　wet　ones　there；　for　she　was　the　least　happy　of　the
  three；　and；　though　she　did　not　know　it；　her　spirit　was　somewhat
  broken。　Agatha；　she　thought；　had　lost　the　bloom　of　girlhood；　but
  was　bolder；　stronger；　and　cleverer　than　before。　Agatha　had；　in
  fact；　summoned　all　her　self…possession　to　hide　her　shyness。　She
  detected　the　emotion　of　Gertrude；　who　at　the　last　moment　did　not
  try　to　conceal　it。　It　would　have　been　poured　out　freely　in　words；
  had　Gertrude's　social　training　taught　her　to　express　her　feelings
  as　well　as　it　had　accustomed　her　to　dissemble　them。
  〃Do　you　remember　Miss　Wilson？〃　said　Jane；　as　the　three　drove　from
  the　railway　station　to　Brandon　Beeches。　〃Do　you　remember　Mrs。
  Miller　and　her　cat？　Do　you　remember　the　Recording　Angel？　Do　you
  remember　how　I　fell　into　the　canal？〃
  These　reminiscences　lasted　until　they　reached　the　house　and　went
  together　to　Agatha's　room。　Here　Jane；　having　some　orders　to　give
  in　the　household；　had　to　leave　themreluctantly；　for　she　was
  jealous　lest　Gertrude　should　get　the　start　of　her　in　the　renewal
  of　Agatha's　affection。　She　even　tried　to　take　her　rival　away　with
  her；　but　in　vain。　Gertrude　would　not　budge。
  〃What　a　beautiful　house　and　splendid　place！〃　said　Agatha　when
  Jane　was　gone。　〃And　what　a　nice　fellow　Sir　Charles　is！　We　used　to
  laugh　at　Jane；　but　she　can　afford　to　laugh　at　the　luckiest　of　us
  now。　I　always　said　she　would　blunder　into　the　best　of　everything。
  Is　it　true　that　she　married　in　her　first　season？〃
  〃Yes。　And　Sir　Charles　is　a　man　of　great　culture。　I　cannot
  understand　it。　Her　size　is　really　beyond　everything；　and　her
  manners　are　bad。〃
  〃Hm！〃　said　Agatha　with　a　wise　air。　〃There　was　always　something
  about　Jane　that　attracted　men。　And　she　is　more　knave　than　fool。
  But　she　is　certainly　a　great　ass。〃
  Gertrude　looked　serious；　to　imply　that　she　had　grown　out　of　the
  habit　of　using　or　listening　to　such　language。　Agatha；　stimulated
  by　this；　continued：
  〃Here　are　you　and　I；　who　consider　ourselves　twice　as　presentable
  and　conversable　as　she；　two　old　maids。〃　Gertrude　winced；　and
  Agatha　hastened　to　add：　〃Why；　as　for　you；　you　are　perfectly
  lovely！　And　she　has　asked　us　down　expressly　to　marry　us。〃
  〃She　would　not　presume〃
  〃Nonsense；　my　dear　Gertrude。　She　thinks　that　we　are　a　couple　of
  fools　who　have　mismanaged　our　own　business；　and　that　she；　having
  managed　so　well　for　herself；　can　settle　us　in　a　jiffy。　Come；　did
  she　not　say　to　you；　before　I　came；　that　it　was　time　for　me　to　be
  getting　married？〃
  〃Well；　she　did。　But〃
  〃She　said　exactly　the　same　thing　to　me　about　yon　when　she　invited
  me。〃
  〃I　would　leave　her　house　this　moment；〃　said　Gertrude；　〃if　I
  thought　she　dared　meddle　in　my　affairs。　What　is　it　to　her　whether
  I　am　married　or　not？〃
  〃Where　have　you　been　living　all　these　years；　if　you　do　not　know
  that　the　very　first　thing　a　woman　wants　to　do　when　she　has　made　a
  good　match　is　to　make　ones　for　all　her　spinster　friends。　Jane
  does　not　mean　any　harm。　She　does　it　out　of　pure　benevolence。〃
  〃I　do　not　need　Jane's　benevolence。〃
  〃Neither　do　I；　but　it　doesn't　do　any　harm；　and　she　is　welcome　to
  amuse　herself　by　trotting　out　her　male　acquaintances　for　my
  approval。　Hush！　Here　she　comes。〃
  Gertrude　subsided。　She　could　not　quarrel　with　Lady　Brandon
  without　leaving　the　house；　and　she　could　not　leave　the　house
  without　returning　to　her　home。　But　she　privately　resolved　to
  discourage　the　attentions　of　Erskine；　suspecting　that　instead　of
  being　in　love　with　her　as　he　pretended；　he　had　merely　been
  recommended　by　Jane　to　marry　her。
  Chichester　Erskine　had　made　sketches　in　Palestine　with　Sir
  Charles；　and　had　tramped　with　him　through　many　European　picture
  galleries。　He　was　a　young　man　of　gentle　birth；　and　had　inherited
  fifteen　hundred　a　year　from　his　mother；　the　bulk　of　the　family
  property　being　his　elder　brother's。　Having　no　profession；　and
  being　fond　of　books　and　pictures；　he　had　devoted　himself　to　fine
  art；　a　pursuit　which　offered　him　on　the　cheapest　terms　a　high
  opinion　of　the　beauty　and　capacity　of　his　own　nature。　He　had
  published　a　tragedy　entitled；　〃The　Patriot　Martyrs；〃　with　an
  etched　frontispiece　by　Sir　Charles；　and　an　edition　of　it　had　been
  speedily　disposed　of　in　presentations　to　the　friends　of　the
  artist　and　poet；　and　to　the　reviews　and　newspapers。　Sir　Charles
  had　asked　an　eminent　tragedian　of　his　acquaintance　to　place　the
  work　on　the　stage　and　to　enact　one　of　the　patriot　martyrs。　But
  the　tragedian　had　objected　that　the　other　patriot　martyrs　had
  parts　of　equal　importance　to　that　proposed　for　him。　Erskine　had
  indignantly　refused　to　cut　these　parts　down　or　out；　and　so　the
  project　had　fallen　through。
  Since　then　Erskine　had　been　bent　on　writing　another　drama；
  without　regard　to　the　exigencies　of　the　stage；　but　he　had　not　yet
  begun　it；　in　consequence　of　his　inspiration　coming　upon　him　at
  inconvenient　hours；　chiefly　late　at　night；　when　he　had　been
  drinking；　and　had　leisure　for　sonnets　only。　The　morning　air　and
  bicycle　riding　were　fatal　to　the　vein　in　which　poetry　struck　him
  as　being　worth　writing。　In　spite　of　the　bicycle；　however；　the
  drama；　which　was　to　be　entitled　〃Hypatia；〃　was　now　in　a　fair　way
  to　be　written；　for　the　poet　had　met　and　fallen　in　love　with
  Gertrude　Lindsay；　whose　almost　Grecian　features；　and　some
  knowledge　of　the　different　calculua　which　she　had　acquired　at
  Alton；　helped　him　to　believe　that　she　was　a　fit　model　for　his
  heroine。
  When　the　ladies　came　downstairs　they　found　their　host　and　Erskine
  in　the　picture　gallery；　famous　in　the　neighborhood　for　the　sum　it
  had　cost　Sir　Charles。　There　was　a　new　etching　to　be　admired；　and
  they　were　called　on　to　observe　what　the　baronet　called　its　tones；
  and　what　Agatha　would　have　called　its　degrees　of　smudginess。　Sir
  Charles's　attention　often　wandered　from　this　work　of　art。　He
  looked　at　his　watch　twice；　and　said　to　his　wife：
  〃I　have　ordered　them　to　be　punctual　with　the　luncheon。〃
  〃Oh；　yes；　it's　all　right；〃　said　Lady　Brandon；　who　had　given
  orders　that　luncheon　was　not　to　be　served　until　the　arrival　of
  another　gentleman。　〃Show　Agatha　the　picture　of　the　man　in　the〃
  〃Mr。　Trefusis；〃　said　a　servant。
  Mr。　Trefusis；　still　in　snuff　color；　entered；　coat　unbuttoned　and
  attention　unconstrained；　exasperatingly　unconscious　of　any
  occasion　for　ceremony。
  〃Here　you　are　at　last；〃　said　Lady　Brandon。　〃You　know　everybody；
  don't　you？〃
  〃How　do　you　do？〃　said　Sir　Charles；　offering　his　hand　as　a　severe
  expression　of　his　duty　to　his　wife's　guest；　who　took　it
  cordially；　nodded　to　Erskine；　looked　without　recognition　at
  Gertrude；　whose　frosty　stillness　repudiated　Lady　Brandon's
  implication　that　the　stranger　was　acquainted　with　her；　and　turned
  to　Agatha；　to　whom　he　bowed。　She　made　no　sign；　she　was　paralyzed。
  Lady　Brandon　reddened　with　anger。　Sir　Charles　noted　his　guest's
  reception　with　secret　satisfaction；　but　shared　the　embarrassment
  which　oppressed　all　present　except　Trefusis；　who　seemed　quite
  indifferent　and　assured；　and　unconsciously　produced　an　impression
  that　the　others　had　not　been　equal　to　the　occasion；　as　indeed
  they　had　not。
  〃We　were　looking　at　some　etchings　when　you　came　in；〃　said　Sir
  Charles；　hastening　to　break　the　silence。　〃Do　you　care　for　such
  things？〃　And　he　handed　him　a　proof。
  Trefusis　looked　at　it　as　if　he　had　never　seen　such　a　thing　before
  and　did　not　quite　know　what　to　make　of　it。　〃All　these　scratches
  seem　to　me　to　have　no　meaning；〃　he　said　dubiously。
  Sir　Charles　stole　a　contemptuous　smile　and　significant　glance　at
  Erskine。　He；　seized　already　with　an　instinctive　antipathy　to
  Trefusis；　said　emphatically：
  〃There　is　not　one　of　those　scratches　that　has　not　a　meaning。〃
  〃That　one；　for　instance；　like　the　limb　of　a　daddy…long…legs。　What
  does　that　mean？〃
  Erskine　hesitated　a　moment；　recovered　himself；　and　said：
  〃Obviously　enoughto　me　at　leastit　indicates　the　marking　of
  the　roadway。〃
  〃Not　a　bit　of　it；〃　said　Trefusis。　〃There　never　was　such　a　mark　as
  that　on　a　road。　It　may　be　a　very　bad　attempt　at　a　briar；　but
  briars　don't　straggle　into　the　middle　of　ro