"Me!" laughed Cobley, much amused. "Do a toad want a bird of Paradise? No,
no. She's a lovely piece, and she's got a kindly nature; but she's the
humble, gentle sort, and what your son wants, if he's going to be a
successful husband and not a failure, is a woman who'll be his equal in
strength of character and hold her own. He's wilful, to say it kindly, and
he's fond of the girls, and no doubt, with such a handsome face as his, he
finds they be easy prey. You know him better than I do and you very well
know if he's to be worthy of you and Little Silver he must have a strong
partner to guide him right."

Nicholas laughed.

"You've given a lot of thought to it, I see," he said.

"Nothing to do else for the minute," answered Jack. "And I'm not saying a
word against your Richard. He's pleased with himself and he sits a horse
so amazing fine that it's a treat to look at him, because I understand
such things; but being of a mind that Milly Boon ain't the perfect partner
for him, I'm here--in friendship. Mind you, I wouldn't have thrust in if I
hadn't happened to find out the girl's got no use for him. If she wanted
him, 'twould be different and I should have kept my mouth shut, of course;
but she do not, and if she takes him it will be for one reason only--to
save her aunt. And that ain't going to lay the foundation of a happy
marriage--is it? So I've ordained to chip in. And even so, I wouldn't have
done it if I hadn't a firm proposition to make."

"What proposition can you make, Jack?" asked Mr. Bewes, loading his pipe
again. "My son be sure as death he's found the right one at last, and he
may be so right in his opinion as you. And, be it as it will, how are you
going to come between me and Dicky?"