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〃Oh； if you're going to quote Ecclesiastes； I shall go！〃 said Rose； pouting。 〃I wish that book wasn't in the Bible！ I'm sure such an old grumbler ought to have been in the Apocrypha。〃
Elspeth shook her head； and muttered something about judgment and trouble。 Rose began to be doubly curious。
〃Trouble； sadness； a mysteryperhaps a tragedy！ Rose had read of such things in books； were there such things actually in the family； and she had never known of them？ A few hours ago and she had been unable to think of anything but her first ball； her new dress； her flowers； but she was seized now with the most intense desire to fathom this mystery。 That it bid fair to be a sad mystery only made her more eager and curious。 She was so young； so ignorant； there was still a halo of romance about those unknown things； trouble and sadness。
〃Elspeth； you treat me like a child！〃 she exclaimed； 〃it's really too bad of you。〃
〃Maybe you're right； bairn；〃 said the old nurse； 〃but it's no doing of mine。 But look here； Miss Rose； you be persuaded by me； go straight to your mamma and ask her yourself。 Maybe there is a doubt whether you oughtn't to know； but there is no doubt that I mustn't tell you。〃
Rose hesitated； but presently her curiosity overpowered her reluctance。
Mrs。 Fane…Smith； or； as she had been called in her maiden days； Isabel Raeburn； was remarkably like her daughter in so far as features and coloring were concerned； but she was exceedingly unlike her in character； for whereas Rose was vain and self…confident； and had a decided will of her own； her mother was diffident and exaggeratedly humble。 She was a kind…hearted and a good woman； but she was in danger of harassing herself with the question； 〃What will people say？〃
She looked up apprehensively as her daughter came into the room。 Rose felt sure she had been crying； her curiosity was still further stimulated； and with all the persuasiveness at her command； she urged her mother to tell her the meaning of the mysterious paragraph。
〃I am sorry you have asked me；〃 said Mrs。 Fane…Smith； 〃but； perhaps； since you are no longer a child； you had better know。 It is a sad story； however； Rose； and I should not have chosen to tell it to you today of all days。〃
〃But I want to hear； mamma；〃 said Rose； decidedly。 〃Please begin。 Who is this Mr。 Raeburn？〃
〃He is my brother；〃 said Mrs。 Fane…Smith； with a little quiver in her voice。
〃Your brother！ My uncle！〃 cried Rose； in amazement。
〃Luke was the oldest of us；〃 said Mrs。 Fane…Smith； 〃then came Jean； and I was the youngest of all； at least of those who lived。〃
〃Then I have an aunt； too； an Aunt Jean？〃 exclaimed Rose。
〃You shall hear the whole story；〃 replied her mother。 She thought for a minute； then in rather a low voice she began： 〃Luke and Jean were always the clever ones； Luke especially； your grandfather had set his heart on his being a clergyman； and you can fancy the grief it was to us when he threw up the whole idea； and declared that he could never take Orders。 He was only nineteen when he renounced religion altogether； he and my father had a great dispute； and the end of it was that Luke was sent away from home； and I never have seen him since。 He has become a very notorious infidel lecturer。 Jean was very much unsettled by his change of views； and I believe her real reason for marrying old Mr。 Craigie was that she had made him promise to let her see Luke again。 She married young and settled down in London； and when； in a few years； her husband died； she too； renounced Christianity。〃
To tell the truth； Rose was not deeply interested in the story； it fell a little flat after her expectations of a tragedy。 It had； moreover； a sort of missionary flavor； and she had till the last few months lived in India； and had grown heartily tired of the details of mission work； in which both her father and mother had been interested。 Conversions； relapses； heathenism； belief and unbelief were words which had sounded so often in her ears that now they bored her； as they were the merest words to her it could hardly be otherwise。 But Rose's best point was her loyalty to her own family； she had the 〃clan〃 feeling very strongly； and she could not understand how her mother could have allowed such a complete estrangement to grow up between her and her nearest relations。
〃Mamma；〃 she said； quickly； 〃I should have gone to see Uncle Luke if I had been you。〃
〃It is impossible； dear；〃 replied Mrs。 Fane…Smith。 〃Your father would not allow it for one thing； and then only think what people would say！ This is partly my reason for telling you； Rose； I want to put you upon your guard。 We heard little or nothing of your uncle when we were in India； but you will find it very different here。 He is one of the most notorious men in England； you must never mention his name； never allude to him； do you understand me？〃
〃Is he then so wicked？〃
〃My dear； consider what his teaching is； that is sufficient； I would not for the whole world allow our Greyshot friends to guess that we are connected with him in any way。 It might ruin all your prospects in life。〃
〃Mamma；〃 said Rose； 〃I don't think Mr。 Raeburn will injure my prospectsof course you mean prospects of marrying。 If a man didn't care enough for me to take me whether I am the niece of the worst man in England or not； do you think I would accept him？〃
There was an angry ring in her voice as she spoke； her little saucy mouth looked almost grand。 After a moment's pause； she added； more quietly； but with all the force of the true woman's heart which lay hidden beneath her silliness and frivolity； 〃Besides； mamma； is it quite honest？〃
〃We are not bound to publish our family history to the world； Rose。 If any one asked me； of course I should tell the truth； if there was any way of helping my brother or his child I would gladly serve them； even though the world would look coldly on me for doing so； but while they remain atheists how is it possible？〃
〃Then he has a child？〃
〃One only； I believe； a girl of about your own age。〃
〃Oh； mamma； how I should like to know her！〃
〃My dear Rose； how can you speak of such a thing？ You don't realize that she is an atheist； has not even been baptized； poor little thing！〃
〃But she is my cousin； and she is a girl just like me；〃 said Rose。 〃I should like to know her very much。 I wonder whether she has come out yet。 I wonder how she enjoyed her first ball。〃
〃My dear！ They are not in society。〃
〃How dull！ What does she do all day； I wonder？〃
〃I cannot tell； I wish you would not talk about her； Rose； I should not wish you even to think about her； except； indeed； to mention her in your prayers。〃
〃Oh； I'd much rather have her here to stay；〃 said Rose； with a little mischievous gleam in her eyes。
〃Rose！〃
〃Why mamma； if she were a black unbeliever you would be delighted to have her； it is only because she is white that you won't have anything to do with her。 You would have been as pleased as possible if I had made friends with any of the ladies in the Zenanas。〃
Mrs。 Fane…Smith looked uncomfortable； and murmured that that was a very different question。 Rose； seeing her advantage； made h