'Yes.'
'Were you engaged to him with your father's consent?' asked he, suspiciously, while he regarded her keenly, but not unkindly, under his shaggy, white eyebrows.
'No—to my sorrow be it said,' replied Alison, with a little hesitation.
'That seems wrong—why?'
'He was not rich enough then to suit papa's views, having little more than his pay.'
'Then—is he rich now?'
'Yes—more than rich—even wealthy.'
'And has he since sought you out?'
'No,' sobbed Alison.
The vicar shook his white head and groaned.