The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-07-16
HE KNEW HE WAS RIGHT
BY ANTHONY TROILOPE.
CHAPTER LXXV.
Continued

Nothing had been said by Sir Marina
duke to Nora us to her lover since that
stormy interview IN which both father
and daughter had expressed their oPin-
ions very strongly, and very little had
been said by Lady ROwley. Lady Row
ley had spoken more than once 0f Nora's
return to the Mandarins, and had once
alluded TO it Us certainty. But | do
mob know that shall go back Nora
had said. my dear" the mother lad
replied, "ualess you are married, sup
pose your home must DO with your par
ents." Nora, having made her protest,
did not think it necessary to persevere,
and so the matter was dropped. 1t was
known, however, that they must all
come back to London before they started
for their seat of government, and there
fore the subject did not ut present as
sumo its difficult aspect. There was a
taClt understanding among them that
everything should be done TO make the
journey pleasant to the young mother
who was in search of her son; and, in
addition to this Lady Rowlsy had her
own little understanding, which was
very tacit indeed, that in Mr.. Glascock
might be found an escape from one OF
their great family difficulties.
"You had better take this, papa" Mrs.
Trevelyan had said, when she received
from the office of Mr.. Bideawhile a
check payable to her order for the
money sent to her by her husbands di-
rectiOn.
al do not want the mans money" said
Sir Marmaduke.
"But you are going to this place for
my sake, papa,-and it is right that he
should bear the expenses for his own
wife. And, papa, you must remember
always that though his mind is distract
ed on this horrible business, he is not a
bad man. No one is more liberal or
more just about money" Sir Marina
dukes feelings on the matter were very
much the same as those which bad
troubled Mr.. Clubhouse on the matter;
and he, personally, refused TO touch the
money; but his daughter paid her own
share of the expenses of the journey.
They travelled at their ease, stopping
at Paris and at Geneva, and at Milan.
Lady Rowky thought that she was
taken very fast, because she was allow
ed to sleep only two nights at each of
these places, and Sir Rowley himself
thought that he had achieved something
of n hannibalian enterprise in taking
hye ladies and two maids over the Sim
plon and down into the plains of LON
OaIdy, with nobody to protect hun but
single courier. He had been a little
nervous about IL, being unaccustomed
TO European travelling, and had not at
first realized the fact that the Journey
is to be made with less trobles than one
from Marble Arch to Mile End. "My
dears," he said TO his younger daughters,
as they were rafting round the steep
downward twists and turns of the great
road. lyon must sit quite still on these
descents, or you do not know where you
NAV 90. The least thing would oversee
u.s." But Lucy and Sophy soon Knew
better, and became SO intimate with the
mountain, under the friendly guldanc,
of their courier, that before tho plains
we're reached, they were in and out, and
here aud there, and up and down, as
though they had been bred among the
valleys of the Pass. There would come
a ringing laugh from some rock above
their head, and Lady Rowley, looking
up, would see their dresses tluttering on
pinnacle which appeared 10 her 10 be
lit only for a bird; and there would be
courier behind them, with two parasolS,
ana shawl, and n cloak, and an eye,
glass; ana 4 tine pair of grizzled whis,
kers' They made an Alpine club OF
their own, refusing to admit their father
because he would not climb up a rock,
aud Nora thought of tho Letters abont II
which she would write to her lover
Only that she had determined that She
would not write TO him at all witbon,
telling her mOther,-aud Mrs. Trcv,I
van would for moments almost forge
that she had been robbed OF her child.
From Milan they went on to Florence
and though they were by that tim
opits AZ home in Italy, and had becom
critical iudg es of Italian inns and ltaI
ian railways, they did not lind that jour
ney to be quite so pleasant. There is
romance to us still in the name OF ltal
which a near view of many details IL
the country fails to realize. Shall "
say that Journey through Lombardy