"I don't know how to thank you for what you have done," she said, in a low voice.
"No thanks are required," said the Earl. "He is the same to us as if he were our own." Then she raised the old man's hand and kissed it,--and the old man owned to himself that he had made a mistake.
As to Jack Neville--. But Jack Neville shall have another chapter opened on his behalf.