“At last I am able to send you some tidings of my niece, and such as,upon the whole,I hope it will give you satisfaction.Soon after you left me on Saturday,I was fortunate enough to find out in what part of London they were.The particulars I reserve till we meet;it is enough to know they are discovered.I have seen them both―”

“EDW.GARDINER.”

“Money!My uncle!”cried Jane,“what do you mean,sir?”

“Oh, papa, what news―what news? Have you heard from my uncle?”

“What is there of good to be expected?”said he, taking the letter from his pocket.“But perhaps you would like to read it.”

“I mean,that no man in his proper senses would marry Lydia on so slight a temptation as one hundred a year during my life,and fifty after I am gone.”

Elizabeth read on: