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〃Madam；〃 he interrupted as he handed a chair to her ladyship and took another himself； 〃we have never yet been on terms of extraordinary intimacy。 I was begging the Lady Isabel to grant that we may be； I was asking her to become my wife。〃
The avowal was as a shower of incense to the countess； and her ill humor melted into sunshine。 It was a solution to her great difficulty； a loophole by which she might get rid of her /bete noire/； the hated Isabel。 A flush of gratification lighted her face； and she became full of graciousness to Mr。 Carlyle。
〃How very grateful Isabel must feel to you；〃 quoth she。 〃I speak openly； Mr。 Carlyle； because I know that you were cognizant of the unprotected state in which she was left by the earl's improvidence； putting marriage for her； at any rate； a high marriage； nearly out of the question。 East Lynne is a beautiful place； I have heard。〃
〃For its size； it is not large；〃 replied Mr。 Carlyle； as he rose for Isabel had also risen and was coming forward。
〃And pray what is Lady Isabel's answer？〃 quickly asked the countess； turning to her。
Not to her did Isabel condescend to give an answer； but she approached Mr。 Carlyle； and spoke in a low tone。
〃Will you give me a few hours for consideration？〃
〃I am only too happy that you should accord it consideration； for it speaks to me of hope；〃 was his reply； as he opened the door for her to pass out。 〃I will be here again this afternoon。〃
It was a perplexing debate that Lady Isabel held with herself in the solitude of her chamber； whilst Mr。 Carlyle touched upon ways and means to Lady Mount Severn。 Isabel was little more than a child； and as a child she reasoned； looking neither far nor deep： the shallow palpable aspect of affairs alone presenting itself to her view。 That Mr。 Carlyle was not of rank equal to her own； she scarcely remembered； East Lynne seemed a very fair settlement in life； and in point of size； beauty and importance； it was far superior to the house she was now in。 She forgot that her position in East Lynne as Mr。 Carlyle's wife would not be what it had been as Lord Mount Severn's daughter； she forgot that she would be tied to a quiet house； shut out from the great world； the pomps and vanities to which she was born。 She liked Mr。 Carlyle much； she experienced pleasure in conversing with him； she liked to be with him； in short； but for that other ill…omened fancy which had crept over her； there would have been danger of her falling in love with Mr。 Carlyle。 And oh！ to be removed forever from the bitter dependence on Lady Mount SevernEast Lynne would in truth； after that； seem what she had called it： Eden。
〃So far it looks favorable；〃 mentally exclaimed poor Isabel； 〃but there is the other side of the question。 It is not only that I do not love Mr。 Carlyle； but I fear I do love； or very nearly love； Francis Levison。 I wish /he/ would ask me to be his wife！or that I had never seen him。〃
Isabel's soliloquy was interrupted by the entrance of Mrs。 Levison and the countess。 What the latter had said to the old lady to win her to the cause； was best known to herself； but she was eloquent in it。 They both used every possible argument to induce her to accept Mr。 Carlyle： the old lady declaring that she had never been introduced to any one she was so much taken with； and Mrs。 Levison was incapable of asserting what was not true； that he was worth a dozen empty…headed men of the great world。
Isabel listened； now swayed one way； now the other； and when afternoon came； her head was aching with perplexity。 The stumbling block that she could not get over was Francis Levison。 She saw Mr。 Carlyle approach from her window； and went down to the drawing…room； not in the least knowing what her answer was to be； a shadowy idea was presenting itself； that she would ask him for longer time； and write her answer。
In the drawing…room was Francis Levison； and her heart beat wildly； which said beating might have convinced her that she ought not to marry another。
〃Where have you been hiding yourself？〃 cried he。 〃Did you hear of our mishap with the pony carriage？〃
〃No；〃 was her answer。
〃I was driving Emma into town。 The pony took fright； kicked； plunged and went down upon his knees； she took fright in turn； got out； and walked back。 So I gave the brute some chastisement and a race； and brought him to the stables； getting home in time to be introduced to Mr。 Carlyle。 He seems an out…and…out good fellow； Isabel； and I congratulate you。〃
〃What！〃 she uttered。
〃Don't start。 We are all in the family； and my lady told； I won't betray it abroad。 She says East Lynne is a place to be coveted； I wish you happiness； Isabel。〃
〃Thank you；〃 she returned in a sarcastic tone； though her throat beat and her lips quivered。 〃You are premature in your congratulations； Captain Levison。〃
〃Am I？ Keep my good wishes； then； till the right man comes。 I am beyond the pale myself； and dare not think of entering the happy state；〃 he added； in a pointed tone。 〃I have indulged dreams of it； like others； but I cannot afford to indulge them seriously； a poor man； with uncertain prospects can only play the butterfly； perhaps to his life's end。〃
He quitted the room as he spoke。 It was impossible for Isabel to misunderstand him； but a feeling shot across her mind； for the first time； that he was false and heartless。 One of the servants appeared； showing in Mr。 Carlyle； nothing false or heartless about /him/。 He closed the door； and approached her； but she did not speak； and her lips were white and trembling。 Mr。 Carlyle waited。
〃Well；〃 he said at length； in a gentle tone； 〃have you decided to grant my prayer？〃
〃Yes。 But〃 She could not go on。 What with one agitation and another； she had difficulty in conquering her emotion。 〃ButI was going to tell you〃
〃Presently；〃 he whispered； leading her to a sofa； 〃we can both afford to wait now。 Oh； Isabel； you have made me very happy！〃
〃I ought to tell you； I must tell you；〃 she began again； in the midst of hysterical tears。 〃Though I have said 'yes' to your proposal； I do notyet It has come upon me by surprise；〃 she stammered。 〃I like you very much； I esteem and respect you； but I do not love you。〃
〃I should wonder if you did。 But you will let me earn your love； Isabel？〃
〃Oh； yes；〃 she earnestly answered。 〃I hope so。〃
He drew her closer to him； bent his face； and took from her lips his first kiss。 Isabel was passive； she supposed he had gained the right to do so。 〃My dearest！ It is all I ask。〃
CHAPTER XIII。
A MOONLIGHT WALK。
The sensations of Mr。 Carlyle； when he returned to West Lynne； were much like those of an Eton boy； who knows he has been in mischief； and dreads detection。 Always open as to his own affairsfor he had nothing to concealhe yet deemed it expedient to dissemble now。 He felt that his sister would be bitter at the prospect of his marrying； instinct had taught him that； years past； and he believed that； of all women； the most objectionable to her would be Lady Isabel； for Miss Carlyle looked to the useful； and had neither sympathy nor admiration for the beautiful。 He was not sure but she might be capable of endeavoring to frustrate the marriage should news of it re