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corrupt. By what inscrutable fatality do some men find their way



into spheres that are unworthy of them? Oh, Penrose, if the

priests of your Order were all like you, how easily I should be



converted! These were Romayne's thoughts, in the stillness of the

first hours of the morning. The books of which his lost friend



had spoken were close by him on the table. He opened one of them,

and turned to a page marked by pencil lines. His sensitive nature



was troubled to its inmost depths. The confession of that Faith

which had upheld Penrose was before him in words. The impulse was



strong in him to read those words, and think over them again.

He trimmed his lamp, and bent his mind on his book. While he was



still reading, the ball at Lord Loring's house came to its end.

Stella and Lady Loring were alone together, talking of him,



before they retired to their rooms.

"Forgive me for owning it plainly," said Lady Loring--"I think



you and your mother are a little too ready to suspect Father

Benwell without any discoverable cause. Thousands of people go to



Clovelly, and Beaupark House is one of the show-places in the

neighborhood. Is there a little Protestant prejudice in this new



idea of yours?"

Stella made no reply; she seemed to be lost in her own thoughts.



Lady Loring went on.

"I am open to conviction, my dear. If you will only tell me what



interest Father Benwell can have in knowing about you and

Winterfield--"



Stella suddenly looked up. "Let us speak of another person," she

said; "I own I don't like Father Benwell. As you know, Romayne



has concealed nothing from me. Ought I to have any concealments

from _him?_ Ought I not to tell him about Winterfield?"



Lady Loring started. "You astonish me," she said. "What right has

Romayne to know it?"



"What right have I to keep it a secret from him?"

"My dear Stella! if you had been in any way to blame in that



miserable matter, I should be the last person in the world to

advise you to keep it a secret. But you are innocent of all



blame. No man--not even the man who is soon to be your

husband--has a right to know what you have so unjustly suffered.



Think of the humiliation of even speaking of it to Romayne!"

"I daren't think of it," cried Stella passionately. "But if it is



my duty--"

"It is your duty to consider the consequences," Lady Loring



interposed. "You don't know how such things sometimes rankle in a

man's mind. He may be perfectlywilling to do you justice--and



yet, there may be moments when he would doubt if you had told him

the whole truth. I speak with the experience of a married woman.



Don't place yourself in _that_ position toward your husband, if

you wish for a happy married life."



Stella was not quite convinced yet. "Suppose Romayne finds it

out?" she said.



"He can't possibly find it out. I detest Winterfield, but let us

do him justice. He is no fool. He has his position in the world



to keep up--and that is enough of itself to close his lips. And

as for others, there are only three people now in England who



_could_ betray you. I suppose you can trust your mother, and Lord

Loring, and me?"



It was needless to answer such a question as that. Before Stella

could speak again, Lord Loring's voice was audible outside the



door. "What! talking still," he exclaimed. "Not in bed yet?"

"Come in!" cried his wife. "Let us hear what my husband thinks,"



she said to Stella.

Lord Loring listened with the closest attention while the subject



under discussion was communicated to him. When the time came to

give his opinion, he sided unhesitatingly with his wife.



"If the fault was yours, even in the slightest degree," he said

to Stella, "Romayne would have a right to be taken into your



confidence. But, my dear child, we, who know the truth, know you

to be a pure and innocent woman. You go to Romayne in every way



worthy of him, and you know that he loves you. If you did tell

him that miserable story, he could only pity you. Do you want to



be pitied?"

Those last unanswerable words brought the debate to an end. From



that moment the subject was dropped.

There was still one other person among the guests at the ball who






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