" This was all that Blanche had
said. "But she was bound to keep her father's secret, Pen," Laura
added. "And yet, and yet--it is very puzzling."
The puzzle was this, that for three weeks after this eventful
discovery Blanche had been, only too eager about her dearest Arthur;
was urging, as strongly as so much modesty could urge, the completion
of the happy arrangements which were to make her Arthur's forever; and
now it seemed as if something had interfered to mar these happy
arrangements--as if Arthur poor was not quite so agreeable to Blanche
as Arthur rich and a member of Parliament--as if there was some
mystery. At last she said--
"Tunbridge Wells is not very far off, is it, Arthur? Hadn't you better
go and see her?"
They had been in town a week and neither had thought of that simple
plan before!
CHAPTER XXXV.
SHOWS HOW ARTHUR HAD BETTER HAVE TAKEN A RETURN-TICKET.
[Illustration]
The train carried Arthur only too quickly to Tunbridge,
though he had time to review all the circumstances of his life as he
made the brief journey, and to acknowledge to what sad conclusions his
selfishness and waywardness had led him.
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