girls. Women like to feel that the young men belonging to them are doing
something in the world, so that a reflected glory may be theirs. It was
pleasant to talk of Frank as member for the City. Brothers do not always
care much for a brother's success, but a sister is generally sympathetic.
If Frank would only marry money, there was nothing he might not achieve.
That he would live to sit on the woolsack was now almost a certainty to
the dear old lady. But in order that he might sit there comfortably it was
necessary that he should at least abstain from marrying a poor wife. For
there was fear at the deanery also in regard to Lucy Morris.

"That notion, of marrying money, as you call it," Frank said to his second
sister, Margaret, "is the most disgusting idea in the world."

"It is as easy to love a girl who has something as one who has nothing,"
said Margaret.

"No, it is not; because the girls with money are scarce, and those without
it are plentiful--an argument of which I don't suppose you see the force."
Then Margaret for the moment was snubbed and retired.

"Indeed, Frank, I think Lady Fawn was right," said the mother.

"And I think she was quite wrong. If there be anything in it, it won't be
expelled by Lady Fawn's interference. Do you think I should allow Lady
Fawn to tell me not to choose such or such a woman for my wife?"

"It's the habit of seeing her, my dear. Nobody loves Lucy Morris better
than I do. We all like her. But, dear Frank, would it do for you to make
her your wife?"