It was only when I saw my uncle that I learnt the truth.
You must have thought it very strange."
"I was just a little mystified, I confess, for I had dined at the Court
with Mr. Granger."
"Papa had sold the dear old place, and, disliking the idea of writing such
unpleasant news, had told me nothing about the sale. It was not wise, of
course; but he felt the loss of Arden so keenly, I can scarcely wonder that
he could not bring himself to write about it."
"It would have been better to have spared you, though," the unknown
answered gravely. "I daresay you were as fond of the old home as ever your
father could have been?"
"I don't think it would be possible for any one to love Arden better than
I. But then, of course, a man is always prouder than a woman--"
"I am not so sure of that," the stranger muttered parenthetically.
"--And papa felt the degradation involved in the loss."
"I won't admit of any degradation in the case. A gentleman is none the less
a gentleman for having spent his fortune rather recklessly, and the old
blood is no less pure without the old acres. If your father were a wise
man, he might be happier now than he has ever been. The loss of a great
estate is the loss of a bundle of cares."
"I daresay that is very good philosophy," Clarissa answered, smiling,
beguiled from painful thoughts by the lightness of his tone; "but I doubt
if it applies to all cases--not to papa's, certainly.
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