Reject Bryngelly Castle with all its luxury and
opportunities of wealth and leisure? No, the sun would set in the east
before such a thing happened. The plan was to prevent the occasion from
arising. The hungry light died on Elizabeth's face, and she turned to
enter the sick room when suddenly she met her father coming out.
"Who was that at the front?" he asked, carefully closing the door.
"Mr. Davies of Bryngelly Castle, father."
"And what did Mr. Davies want at this time of night? To know about
Beatrice?"
"Yes," she answered slowly, "he came to ask after Beatrice, or to be
more correct he has been waiting outside for three hours in the rain to
learn if she recovered."
"Waiting outside for three hours in the rain," said the clergyman
astonished--"Squire Davies standing outside the house! What for?"
"Because he was so anxious about Beatrice and did not like to come in, I
suppose."
"So anxious about Beatrice--ah, so anxious about Beatrice! Do you
think, Elizabeth--um--you know there is no doubt Beatrice is very well
favoured--very handsome they say----"
"I do not think anything about it, father," she answered, "and as for
Beatrice's looks they are a matter of opinion.
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