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o come to my house。〃
On my way to the train I stopped of course at the lodge to say good…by。 Mrs。 Rymer came out alone I asked for Susan。
〃My daughter is not very well to…day。〃
〃Is she confined to her room？〃
〃She is in the parlor。〃
I might have been mistaken； but I thought Mrs。 Rymer answered me in no very friendly way。 Resolved to judge for myself； I entered the lodge； and found my poor little pupil sitting in a corner； crying。 When I asked her what was the matter； the excuse of a 〃bad headache〃 was the only reply that I received。 The natures of young girls are a hopeless puzzle to me。 Susan seemed； for some reason which it was impossible to understand； to be afraid to look at me。
〃Have you and your mother been quarreling？〃 I asked。
〃Oh； no！〃
She denied it with such evident sincerity that I could not for a moment suspect her of deceiving me。 Whatever the cause of her distress might be； it was plain that she had her own reasons for keeping it a secret。
Her French books were on the table。 I tried a little allusion to her lessons。
〃I hope you will go on regularly with your studies ；〃 I said。
〃I will do my best； sirwithout you to help me。〃
She said it so sadly that I proposedpurely from the wish to encourage hera continuation of our lessons through the post。
〃Send your exercises to me once a week；〃 I suggested； 〃and I will return them corrected 〃
She thanked me in low tones； with a shyness of manner which I had never noticed in her before。 I had done my best to cheer herand I was conscious； as we shook hands at parting； that I had failed。 A feeling of disappointment overcomes me when I see young people out of spirits。 I was sorry for Susan。
THIRD EPOCH。
ONE of my faults （which has not been included in the list set forth by my valet） is a disinclination to occupy myself with my own domestic affairs。 The proceedings of my footman； while I had been away from home； left me no alternative but to dismiss him on my return。 With this exertion of authority my interference as chief of the household came to an end。 I left it to my excellent housekeeper； Mrs。 Mozeen； to find a sober successor to the drunken vagabond who had been sent away。 She discovered a respectable young mantall； plump； and rosywhose name was Joseph； and whose character was beyond reproach。 I have but one excuse for noticing such a trifling event as this。 It took its place； at a later period； in the chain which was slowly winding itself round me。
My uncle had asked me to prolong my visit and I should probably have consented； but for anxiety on the subject of a near and dear relativemy sister。 Her health had been failing since the death of her husband； to whom she was tenderly attached。 I heard news of her while I was in Sussex； which hurried me back to town。 In a month more； her death deprived me of my last living relation。 She left no children； and my two brothers had both died unmarried while they were still young men。
This affliction placed me in a position of serious embarrassment； in regard to the disposal of my property after my death。
I had hitherto made no will； being well aware that my fortune （which was entirely in money） would go in due course of law to the person of all others who would employ it to the best purposethat is to say； to my sister as my nearest of kin。 As I was now situated； my property would revert to my uncle if I died intestate。 He was a richer man than I was。 Of his two children； both sons； the eldest would inherit his estates： the youngest had already succeeded to his mother's ample fortune。 Having literally no family claims on me； I felt bound to recognize the wider demands of poverty and misfortune； and to devote my superfluous wealth to increasing the revenues of charitable institutions。 As to minor legacies； I owed it to my good housekeeper； Mrs。 Mozeen； not to forget the faithful services of past years。 Need I addif I had been free to act as I pleasedthat I should have gladly made Rothsay the object of a handsome bequest？ But this was not to be。 My friend was a man morbidly sensitive on the subject of money。 In the early days of our intercourse we had been for the first and only time on the verge of a quarrel； when I had asked （as a favor to myself） to be allowed to provide for him in my will。
〃It is because I am poor；〃 he explained； 〃that I refuse to profit by your kindnessthough I feel it gratefully。〃
I failed to understand himand said so plainly。
〃You will understand this；〃 he resumed； 〃I should never recover my sense of degradation； if a mercenary motive on my side was associated with our friendship。 Don't say it's impossible！ You know as well as I do that appearances would be against me； in the eyes of the world。 Besides； I don't want money； my own small income is enough for me。 Make me your executor if you like； and leave me the customary present of five hundred pounds。 If you exceed that sum I declare on my word of honor that I will not touch one farthing of it。〃 He took my hand； and pressed it fervently。 〃Do me a favor；〃 he said。 〃Never let us speak of this again ！〃
I understood that I must yieldor lose my friend。
In now making my will； I accordingly appointed Rothsay one of my executors； on the terms that he had prescribed。 The minor legacies having been next duly reduced to writing； I left the bulk of my fortune to public charities。
My lawyer laid the fair copy of the will on my table。
〃A dreary disposition of property for a man of your age；〃 he said； 〃I hope to receive a new set of instructions before you are a year older。〃
〃What instructions？〃 I asked。
〃To provide for your wife and children；〃 he answered。
My wife and children！ The idea seemed to be so absurd that I burst out laughing。 It never occurred to me that there could be any absurdity from my own point of view。
I was sitting alone； after my legal adviser had taken his leave； looking absently at the newly…engrossed will； when I heard a sharp knock at the house…door which I thought I recognized。 In another minute Rothsay's bright face enlivened my dull room。 He had returned from the Mediterranean that morning。
〃Am I interrupting you？〃 he asked； pointing to the leaves of manuscript before me。 〃Are you writing a book？〃
〃I am making my will。〃
His manner changed； he looked at me seriously。
〃Do you remember what I said； when we once talked of your will？〃 he asked。 I set his doubts at rest immediatelybut he was not quite satisfied yet。 〃Can't you put your will away？〃 he suggested。 〃I hate the sight of anything that reminds me of death。〃
〃Give me a minute to sign it；〃 I saidand rang to summon the witnesses。
Mrs。 Mozeen answered the bell。 Rothsay looked at her； as if he wished to have my housekeeper put away as well as my will。 From the first moment when he had seen her； he conceived a great dislike to that good creature。 There was nothing； I am sure； personally repellent about her。 She was a little slim quiet woman； with a pale complexion and bright brown eyes。 Her movements were gentle； her voice was low； her decent gray dress was adapted to her age。 Why Rothsay should dislike her was more than he could explain himself。 He turned his unreasonable prejudice into a jokeand sa