I T was during the voyage that Cedric's mother told him that his home was not to be hers; and when he first understood it, his grief was so great that Mr. Havisham saw that the Earl had been wise in making the arrangements that his mother should be quite near him, and see him often ; for it was very plain he could not have borne the separation otherwise. But his mother managed the little fellow so sweetly and lovingly, and made him feel that she would be so near him, that, after a while, he ceased to be oppressed by the fear of any real parting.
" My house is not far from the Castle, Ceddie," she repeated each time the subject was referred to— " a very little way from yours, and you can always run in and see me every day, and you will have so many things to tell me ! and we shall be so happy together ! It is a beautiful place. Your papa has often told me about it. He loved it very much ; and you will love it too."
" I should love it better if you were there," his small lordship said, with a heavy little sigh.
He could not but feel puzzled by so strange a state of affairs, which could put his "Dearest" in one house and himself in another. The fact was that Mrs. Errol had thought it better not to tell him why this plan had been made.
" I should prefer he should not be told," she said to Mr. Havisham. "He would not really understand; he would only be shocked and hurt; and I feel sure that his feeling for the Earl will