And so the great secret was out, and Robert walked home with his head in a whirl, and the blood in his . He had shivered as he came up at the damp cold of the wind and the sight of the mist-mottled landscape. That was all gone now. His own thoughts everything with sunshine, and he felt inclined to sing and dance as he walked down the muddy, deeply-rutted country lane. Wonderful had been the fate to Haw, but surely hardly less important that which had come upon himself. He was the sharer of the alchemist's secret, and the heir to an inheritance which combined a wealth greater than that of , to a freedom such as monarchs cannot enjoy. This was a destiny indeed! A thousand gold-tinted visions of his future life rose up before him, and in fancy he already sat high above the human race, with thousands his aid, or thanking him for his .  
How seemed the untidy garden, with its scrappy bushes and gaunt elm trees! How mean the plain brick front, with the green wooden porch! It had always offended his sense, but now it was in its ugliness. The plain room, too, with the American leather chairs, the dull-coloured carpet, and the rug, he felt a for it all. The only pretty thing in it, upon which his eyes could rest with satisfaction, was his sister, as she leaned back in her chair by the fire with her white, clear beautiful face outlined against the dark background.
 
“Do you know, Robert,” she said, glancing up at him from under her long black , “Papa grows unendurable. I have had to speak very plainly to him, and to make him understand that I am marrying for my own benefit and not for his.”
 
“Where is he, then?”
 
“I don't know. At the Three Pigeons, no doubt. He spends most of his time there now. He flew off in a passion, and talked such nonsense about marriage settlements, and forbidding the banns, and so on. His notion of a marriage settlement appears to be a settlement upon the bride's father. He should wait quietly, and see what can be done for him.”
 
“I think, Laura, that we must make a good deal of allowance for him,” said Robert earnestly. “I have noticed a great change in him lately. I don't think he is himself at all. I must get some medical advice. But I have been up at the Hall this morning.”
 
“Have you? Have you seen Raffles? Did he send anything for me?”
 
“He said that he would come down when he had finished his work.”
 
“But what is the matter, Robert?” cried Laura, with the swift perception of womanhood. “You are flushed, and your eyes are shining, and really you look quite handsome. Raffles has been telling you something! What was it? Oh, I know! He has been telling you how he made his money. Hasn't he, now?”
 
“Well, yes. He took me partly into his confidence. I congratulate you, Laura, with all my heart, for you will be a very wealthy woman.”
 
“How strange it seems that he should have come to us in our poverty. It is all owing to you, you dear old Robert; for if he had not taken a fancy to you, he would never have come down to Elmdene and taken a fancy to some one else.”
 
“Not at all,” Robert answered, sitting down by his sister, and patting her hand affectionately. “It was a clear case of love at first sight. He was in love with you before he ever knew your name. He asked me about you the very first time I saw him.”
 
“But tell me about his money, Bob,” said his sister. “He has not told me yet, and I am so curious. How did he make it? It was not from his father; he told me that himself. His father was just a country doctor. How did he do it?”
 
“I am bound over to . He will tell you himself.”
 
“Oh, but only tell me if I guess right. He had it left him by an uncle, eh? Well, by a friend? Or he took out some wonderful patent? Or he discovered a mine? Or oil? Do tell me, Robert!”
 
“I mustn't, really,” cried her brother laughing. “And I must not talk to you any more. You are much too sharp. I feel a responsibility about it; and, besides, I must really do some work.”
 
“It Is very unkind of you,” said Laura, . “But I must put my things on, for I go into Birmingham by the 1.20.”
 
“To Birmingham?”
 
“Yes, I have a hundred things to order. There is everything to be got. You men forget about these details. Raffles wishes to have the wedding in little more than a fortnight. Of course it will be very quiet, but still one needs something.”
 
“So early as that!” said Robert, thoughtfully. “Well, perhaps it is better so.”
 
“Much better, Robert. Would it not be dreadful if Hector came back first and there was a scene? If I were once married I should not mind. Why should I? But............