"My just giving everything back?" "On the occasion, at papa's, that Mrs. Brigstock told you of, and one day, since then, down at Maggie's."!

"Very well, then. Will you wait?" CHAPTER X

"Did he tell you so?" Fleda asked. "Oh yes, I told her exactly, and that you had been most awfully kind, and that I had placed the whole thing in your hands." The mixture of reluctance and dependence in this made her feel how much she was failing him. She had the sense of "chucking" him too. "No, no, not yet!" she said, though she had really no other and no better course to prescribe. "Doesn't it occur to you," she asked in a moment, "that if Mona is, as you say, drawing away, she may have, in doing so, a very high motive? She knows the immense value of all the objects detained by your mother, and to restore the spoils of Poynton she is ready—is that it!—to make a sacrifice. The sacrifice is that of an engagement she had entered upon with joy."