d awkward they were； too！ They actually stuttered out their sentences in their fear of posing or seeming pretentious。 So English！ Don't you think it was very English； George？〃
〃I really did not think about it at all。 I have had very different things to occupy me；〃 said George； coldly superior to all mothers and Parliaments。 This is the church。〃
The cab stopped before an iron door between two shops in the most thronged part of Bishopsgate Street。 He pushed it open； and they passed suddenly out of the hurrying crowd into the solemn silence of an ancient dingy building。 A dim light fell through a noble window of the thirteenth century upon cheap wooden pews。 The church was empty； and had that curious significance and half…spoken message of its own which belongs to a vacant house。
〃I remember；〃 whispered Frances； awestruck。 〃This was built by the first Christian convert； St。 Ethelburga。〃
〃You believe every thing； mother！〃 said George irritably。 She wandered about； looking at the sombre walls and inscriptions； and then back uneasily； to his moody face。
Suddenly she came up to him as he stood leaning against a pillar。 〃Something has happened！〃 she said。 〃You did not bring me here to look at the church。 You have something to tell me。〃
The young man looked at her and turned away。 〃Yes； I have。 It isn't a death；〃 he said； with a nervous laugh。 〃You need not look in that way。 It issomething very different。 II was married in this church yesterday to Lisa Arpent。〃
Frances did not at first comprehend the great disaster that bulked black across her whole life； but； woman…like； grasped at a fragment of it。
〃You were married and I was not there！ Yesterday！ My boy was married and he forgot me！〃
〃Mother！ Don't look like that！ Here； sit down；〃 grabbing her helplessly by the arms。 〃I didn't want to hurt you。 I brought you here to tell you quietly。 Cry！ Why don't you cry if you're worried！ Oh！ I believe she's dying！〃 he shouted； staring around the empty church。
She spoke at last。
〃You were married and I couldn't say God bless you！ You forgot me！ I never forgot you； George； for one minute since you were born。〃
〃Mother； what fool talk is that？ I only didn't want a scene。 I kept away from Lisa for weeks so as not to vex you。 Forget you！ I think I have been very considerate of you under the circumstances。 You have a dislike to Lisa； a most groundless dislike〃
〃Oh； what is Lisa？ 〃 said Frances haughtily。 〃It is that you have turned away from me。 She has nothing to do with the relation between you and me。 How can any woman come between me and my son？〃 She held up her hands。 〃Why； you are my boy； Georgy。 You are all I have！〃
He looked at the face； curiously pinched and drawn as if by death； that was turned up to his； and shrugged his shoulders impatiently。 〃Now this is exactly what I tried to escape yesterday。 Am I never to be a man； nor have the rights of a man？ You must accept the situation； mother。 Lisa is my wife； and dearer to me than all the world beside。〃
He saw her lips move。 〃Dearer？ Dearer than me！〃 She sat quite still after that； and did not seem to hear when he spoke。 Something in her silence frightened him。 She certainly had been a fond； indulgent mother； and he perhaps had been abrupt in cutting the tie between them。 It must be cut。 He had promised Lisa the whole matter should be settled to…day。 But his mother certainly was a weak woman； and he must be patient with her。 Secretly he approved the manliness of his patience。
〃The cab is waiting； dear；〃 he said。 She rose and walked to the street； standing helpless there while the crowd jostled her。 Was she blind and deaf？ He put her into the cab and sat down opposite to her。 〃Half Moon Street；〃 he called to the driver。
〃Mother；〃 touching her on the knee。
〃Yes； George。〃
〃I told him to drive to Half Moon Street。 I will take you to Clara Vance。 We may as well arrange things now； finally。 You do not like my wife。 That is clear。 For the present； therefore； it is better that we should separate。 I have consulted with Lisa； and she has suggested that you shall join Clara Vance's party while we go our own way。〃
She stared at him。 〃Do you mean that you and I are not to see London together？ Not to travel through Europe together？〃
He pitied her a little； and； leaning forward； kissed her clammy lips。 〃The thing will seem clearer to you to…morrow； no doubt。 I must leave you now。 Go to Clara and her girls。 They all like to pet and make much of you。 I will bring Lisa in the morning； to talk business a little。 She has an uncommonly clear head for business。 Good…by； dear！〃 He stopped the cab； jumped out； and walked briskly to the corner where his wife was waiting for him。
〃You have told her？〃 she asked breathlessly。
〃Yes。 It's over。〃
〃That we must separate？〃
〃Yes； yes。 I told her you thought it best。〃
〃And she was not willing？〃
〃Well； she did not approve very cordially；〃 said George； evading her eye。
〃But she shall approve！〃 hanging upon his arm； her burning eyes close to his face。 〃You are mine； George！ I love you。 I will share you with nobody！〃 She whistled shrilly； and a hansom stopped。
〃What are you going to do； darling？〃
〃Follow her。 I will tell her something that will make her willing to separate。 Get in； get in！ 〃
CHAPTER III
Frances； when in trouble； went out of doors among the trees as naturally as other women take to their beds。 Lisa's sharp eyes saw her sitting in the Green Park as they passed。 The mist； which was heavy as rain； hung in drops on the stretches of sward and filled the far aisles of trees with a soft gray vapor。 The park was deserted but for an old man who asked Mrs。 Waldeaux for the penny's hire for her chair。 As he hobbled away； he looked back at her curiously。
〃She gave him a shilling！〃 exclaimed Lisa； as he passed them。 〃I told you she was not fit to take care of money。〃
〃But why not wait until to…morrow to talk of business？ She is hurt and unnerved just now； and sheshe does not like you； Lisa。〃
〃I am not afraid。 She will be civil。 She is like Chesterfield。 ‘Even death cannot kill the courtesy in her。' You don't seem to know the woman； George。 Come。〃
But George hung back and loitered among the trees。 He was an honest fellow； though slow of wit； he loved his mother and was penetrated to the quick just now by a passionate fondness for his wife。 Two such good； clever women！ Why couldn't they hit it off together？
〃George？〃 said Frances； hearing his steps。
Lisa came up to her。 She rose； and smiled to her son's wife； and after a moment held out her hand。
But the courtesy which Lisa had expected suddenly enraged her。 〃No！ There need be no pretence between us；〃 she said。 〃You are not glad to see me。 There is no pretence in me。 I am honest。 I did not come here to make compliments； but to talk business。〃
〃George said to…morrow。 Can it not wait until to…morrow？〃
〃No。 What is to dodo it！ That is my motto。 George； come here！ Tell your mother what we have decided。 Oh； very well； if you prefer that I should speak。 We go to Paris at once； Mrs。 Waldeaux； and will take apartments there。 You will remain with Miss Vance。〃
〃Yes； I know。 I am to remain〃 Frances passed her hand once or twice over her mouth irresolutely。 〃But Oxford； George？〃 she said。 〃You forget your examinations？〃
George took off his spectacles and wiped them。
〃Speak！ Have you no mind of your own？〃 his wife whispered。 〃I will tell you； then； madam。 He has done with that silly whim！ A priest； indeed！ I am Catholic； and priests do not marry。 He goes to Paris to study art。 I see a great future for him； in art。〃
Frances stared at him； and then sat down； dully。 What did it matter？ Paris or Oxford？ She would not be there。 What did it matter？
Lisa waited a moment for some comment； and then began sharply； 〃Now； we come to affaires！ Listen； if you please。 I am a woman of business。 Plain speaking is always best； to my idea。〃
Mrs。 Waldeaux drew herself together and turned her eyes on her with sudden apprehension； as she would on a snapping dog。 The woman's tones threatened attack。
〃To live in Paris； to work effectively； your son must have money。 I brought him no dot； alas！ Except〃with a burlesque courtesy〃my beauty and my blood。 I must know how much money we shall have before I design the menage。〃
〃George has his income；〃 said his mother hastily。
〃Ah！ You are alarmed； madam！ You do not like plain words about the affaires？ George tells me that although he is long ago of age； he has as yet received no portion of his father's estates。〃
〃Lisa！ You do not understand！ Mother； I did not complain。 You have always given me my share of the income from the property。 I have no doubt it was a fair shareas much as if my father had left me my portion； according to custom。〃
〃Yes； it was a fair share；〃 said Frances。
〃Ah！ you smile； madam！〃 interrupted Lisa。 〃I am told it is a vast property； a grand chateaumany securities！ M。 Waldeaux pere made a will； on dit； incredibly foolish； with no mention of his son。 But now that this son comes to marry； to become the head of the house； if you were a French mother； if you were just； you would You appear to be amused； madam？〃
For Mrs。 Waldeaux was laughing。 She could not speak for a moment。 The tears stood in her eyes。
〃The matter has somewhat of droll to you？〃
〃It has its humorous side；〃 said Frances。 〃I quite understand； George； that you will need more money to support a wife。 I will double your allowance。 It shall be paid quarterly。〃
〃You would prefer to do that？〃 hesitated George。 〃Rather than to make over a son's share of the property to me absolutely？ Some of the landed estate or securities？ I have probably a shrewder business talent than yours； and if I had control could make my property more profitable。〃
〃I should prefer to pay your income as beforeyes；〃 said Frances quietly。
〃Well； as you choose。 It is yours to give； of course。〃 George coughed and shuffled to conquer his disappointment。 Then he said； 〃Have it your own way。〃 He put his hand affectionately on her shoulder。 〃And when you have had your little o