Her aunt nodded.
"I cannot see that he has any right to expect that I shall yield to his wish in this matter," said Aldyth, decidedly. "It is not as if he had any good reason to give. Why he wishes it I cannot imagine."
Miss Lorraine could understand it very well, but she was not going to enlighten her niece.
"I do not care," said Aldyth, giving her head a little toss; "I shall not give up the lectures. You cannot expect me to, aunt?"
"My dear, it would be very hard; but it is not wise, you know, to cross your uncle's will."
Aldyth's face said plainly that she did not care whether it were wise or not. She rose to bid her aunt good-night. All the brightness had gone from her manner.
Miss Lorraine kissed her with more warmth than usual.
"I am as sorry as I can be," she said. "I felt quite angry with uncle. It is a great pity, for Mr. Glynne's lectures are so good and you enjoy them so much."
"But, I am not going to give them up," said Aldyth. "You need not speak as if I were."
She went hastily from the room, that her aunt might not see the tears that had risen in her eyes. Whether she continued to attend the lectures or not, she felt that her enjoyment of them was spoiled.