"The girl's position is so very doubtful."

"Position!" echoed Gilbert impatiently. "That sort of talk is one of the
consequences of living in such a place as Lidford. You talk about
position, as if I were a prince of the blood-royal, whose marriage would
be registered in every almanac in the kingdom."

"If she were really the Captain's niece, it would be a different thing,"
harped Mrs. Lister, without noticing this contemptuous interruption; "but
to marry a girl about whose relations nobody knows anything! I suppose
even you have not been told who her father and mother were."

"I know quite enough about them. Captain Sedgewick has been candour
itself upon the subject."

"And are the father and mother both dead?"

"Miss Nowell's mother has been dead many years."

"And her father?"

"Captain Sedgewick does not know whether he is dead or living."

"Ah!" exclaimed Mrs. Lister with a profound sigh; "I should have thought
as much. And you are really going to marry a girl with this disreputable
mystery about her belongings?"

"There is nothing either disreputable or mysterious. People are sometimes
lost sight of in this world. Mr. Nowell was a bad husband and an
indifferent father, and Captain Sedgewick adopted his daughter; that is