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As spirits are said to overcome the man at whose behest they rise； so this sweet air； and the gush of reminiscence it awakened； overpowered him who had evoked them； Alfred put his Hand unconsciously to his swelling heart； cast one look of anguish at Julia； and hurried away half choked。 Nobody but Julia noticed。
A fellow in a rough great…coat and tattered white hat opened the fly door for Mrs。 Dodd。 As Julia followed her； he kissed her skirt unseen by Mrs。 Dodd； but her quick ears caught a heart…breaking sigh。 She looked and recognised Alfred in that disguise； the penitent fit had succeeded to the angry one。 Had Julia observed？ To ascertain this without speaking of him； Mrs。 Dodd waited till they had got some little distance； then quietly put out her hand and rested it for a moment on her daughter's； the girl was trembling violently 〃Little wretch！〃 came to Mrs。 Dodd's lips； but she did not utter it。 They were near home before she spoke at all； and then she only said very kindly； 〃My love； you will not be subjected again to these trials：〃 a remark intended quietly to cover the last occurrence as well as Alfred's open persecution。
They had promised to go out the very next day； but Mrs。 Dodd went alone； and made excuses for Miss Dodd。 On her return she found Julia sitting up for her； and a letter come from her friend describing a pleasant cottage； now vacant； near Maida Vale。 Mrs。 Dodd handed the open letter to Julia； she read it without comment。
〃We will go up to…morrow and take it for three months。 Then the Oxford vacation will terminate。〃
〃Yes； mamma。〃
I am now about to relate a circumstance by no means without parallels； but almost impossible to account for； and； as nothing is more common and contemptible than inadequate solutions； I will offer none at all： but so it was； that Mrs。 Dodd awoke in the middle of that very night in a mysterious state of mental tremor； trouble； veiled in obscurity； seemed to sit heavy on her bosom。 So strong； though vague； was this new and mysterious oppression； that she started up in bed and cried aloud； 〃David！Julia！Oh； what is the matter？〃 The sound of her own voice dispelled the cloud in part； but not entirely。 She lay awhile； and then finding herself quite averse to sleep； rose and went to her window； and eyed the weather anxiously。 It was a fine night； soft fleecy clouds drifted slowly across a silver moon。 The sailor's wife was reassured on her husband's behalf。 Her next desire was to look at Julia sleeping； she had no particular object： it was the instinctive impulse of an anxious mother whom something had terrified。 She put on her slippers and dressing…gown； and； lighting a candle at her night…lamp； opened her door softly and stepped into the little corridor。 But she had not taken two steps when she was arrested by a mysterious sound。
It came from Julia's room。
What was it？
Mrs。 Dodd glided softly nearer and nearer； all her senses on the stretch。
The sound came again。 It was a muffled sob。
The stifled sound； just audible in the dead stillness of the night； went through and through her who stood there listening aghast。 Her bowels yearned over her child； and she hurried to the door； but recollected herself； and knocked； very gently。 〃Don't be alarmed； love； it is only me。 May I come in？〃 She did not wait for the answer； but turned the handle and entered。 She found Julia sitting up in bed； looking wildly at her； with cheeks flushed and wet。 She sat on the bed and clasped her to her breast in silence： but more than one warm tear ran down upon Julia's bare neck； the girl felt them drop； and her own gushed in a shower。
〃Oh； what have I done？〃 she sobbed。 〃Am I to make you wretched too？〃
Mrs。 Dodd did not immediately reply。 She was there to console； and her admirable good sense told her that to do that she must be calmer than her patient； so even while she kissed and wept over Julia； she managed gradually to recover her composure。 〃Tell me； my child；〃 said she； 〃why do you act a part with me？ Why brave it out under my eye； and spend the night secretly in tears？ Are you still afraid to trust me？〃
〃Oh no； no； but I thought I was so strong； so proud： I undertook miracles。 I soon found my pride was a molehill and my love a mountain。 I could not hold out by day if I did not ease my breaking heart at night。 How unfortunate！ I kept my head under the bed…clothes； too； but you have such ears。 I thought I would stifle my grief； or else perhaps you would be as wretched as I am： forgive me pray forgive me！〃
〃On one condition；〃 said Mrs。 Dodd； struggling with the emotion these simple words caused her。
〃Anything to be forgiven；〃 cried Julia； impetuously。 〃I'll go to London。 I'll go to Botany Bay。 I deserve to be hanged。〃
〃Then； from this hour； no half…confidences between us。 Dear me； you carry in your own bosom a much harsher judge； a much less indulgent friend； than I am。 Come！ trust me with your heart。 Do you love him very much？ Does your happiness depend on him？〃
At this point…blank question Julia put her head over Mrs。 Dodd's shoulder； not to be seen； and； clasping her tight； murmured scarce above a whisper； 〃I don't know how much I love him。 When he came in at that party I felt his slavehis unfaithful adoring slave； if he had ordered me to sing Aileen Aroon； I should have obeyed； if he had commanded me to take his hand and leave the room； I think I should have obeyed。 His face is always before me as plain as life； it used to come to me bright and loving； now it is pale； and stern； and sad。 I was not so wretched till I saw he was pining for me； and thinks me inconstantoh； mamma； so pale！ so shrunk I so reckless！ He was sorry for misbehaving that night： he changed clothes with a beggar to kiss my dress； poor thing！ poor thing！ Who ever loved as he does me！ I am dying for him； I am dying。〃
〃There！ there！〃 said Mrs。 Dodd soothingly。 〃You have said enough。 This must be love。 I am on your Alfred's side from this hour。〃
Julia opened her eyes； and was a good deal agitated as well as surprised。 〃Pray do not raise my hopes；〃 she gasped。 〃We are parted for ever。 His father refuses。 Even you seemed averse； or have I been dreaming？〃
〃Me； dearest？ How can I be averse to anything lawful on which I find your heart is really set； and your happiness at stake？ Of course I have stopped the actual intercourse； under existing circumstances； but these circumstances are not unalterable： your only obstacle is Mr。 Richard Hardie。〃
But what an obstacle！〃 sighed Julia。 〃His father！ a man of iron！ so everybody says； for I have made inquiriesoh！〃 And she was abashed。 She resumed hastily； 〃And that letter； so cold； so cruel！ I feel it was written by one not open to gentle influences。 He does not think me worthy of his son so accomplished； so distinguished at the very university where our poor Edwardhasyou know〃
〃Little simpleton！〃 said Mrs。 Dodd； and kissed her tenderly； 〃your iron man is the commonest clay； sordid； pliable； and your stem heroic Brutus is a shopkeeper： he is open to the gentle influences which sway the kindred souls of the men you and I buy our shoes； our tea； our gloves； our fish…kettles of： and these influences I think I command； and am prepared t