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"
I
always
told
you
,
Maria
,
that
it
was
your
money
he
loved
and
not
you
,
"
she
said
,
soothingly
.
"
He
selected
me
and
my
money
at
any
rate
;
he
did
n't
choose
you
and
yours
,
"
replied
Maria
,
tossing
up
her
head
.
The
rapture
was
,
however
,
only
temporary
.
Fred
's
father
and
senior
partners
counselled
him
to
take
Maria
,
even
with
the
twenty
thousand
settled
,
half
down
,
and
half
at
the
death
of
Mr.
Osborne
,
with
the
chances
of
the
further
division
of
the
property
.
So
he
"
knuckled
down
,
"
again
to
use
his
own
phrase
,
and
sent
old
Hulker
with
peaceable
overtures
to
Osborne
.
It
was
his
father
,
he
said
,
who
would
not
hear
of
the
match
,
and
had
made
the
difficulties
;
he
was
most
anxious
to
keep
the
engagement
.
The
excuse
was
sulkily
accepted
by
Mr.
Osborne
.
Hulker
and
Bullock
were
a
high
family
of
the
City
aristocracy
,
and
connected
with
the
"
nobs
"
at
the
West
End
.
It
was
something
for
the
old
man
to
be
able
to
say
,
"
My
son
,
sir
,
of
the
house
of
Hulker
,
Bullock
,
and
Co.
,
sir
;
my
daughter
's
cousin
,
Lady
Mary
Mango
,
sir
,
daughter
of
the
Right
Hon.
The
Earl
of
Castlemouldy
.
"
In
his
imagination
he
saw
his
house
peopled
by
the
"
nobs
.
"
So
he
forgave
young
Bullock
and
consented
that
the
marriage
should
take
place
.
It
was
a
grand
affair
--
the
bridegroom
's
relatives
giving
the
breakfast
,
their
habitations
being
near
St.
George
's
,
Hanover
Square
,
where
the
business
took
place
.
The
"
nobs
of
the
West
End
"
were
invited
,
and
many
of
them
signed
the
book
.
Mr.
Mango
and
Lady
Mary
Mango
were
there
,
with
the
dear
young
Gwendoline
and
Guinever
Mango
as
bridesmaids
;
Colonel
Bludyer
of
the
Dragoon
Guards
(
eldest
son
of
the
house
of
Bludyer
Brothers
,
Mincing
Lane
)
,
another
cousin
of
the
bridegroom
,
and
the
Honourable
Mrs.
Bludyer
;
the
Honourable
George
Boulter
,
Lord
Levant
's
son
,
and
his
lady
,
Miss
Mango
that
was
;
Lord
Viscount
Castletoddy
;
Honourable
James
McMull
and
Mrs.
McMull
(
formerly
Miss
Swartz
)
;
and
a
host
of
fashionables
,
who
have
all
married
into
Lombard
Street
and
done
a
great
deal
to
ennoble
Cornhill
.
The
young
couple
had
a
house
near
Berkeley
Square
and
a
small
villa
at
Roehampton
,
among
the
banking
colony
there
.
Fred
was
considered
to
have
made
rather
a
mesalliance
by
the
ladies
of
his
family
,
whose
grandfather
had
been
in
a
Charity
School
,
and
who
were
allied
through
the
husbands
with
some
of
the
best
blood
in
England
.
And
Maria
was
bound
,
by
superior
pride
and
great
care
in
the
composition
of
her
visiting-book
,
to
make
up
for
the
defects
of
birth
,
and
felt
it
her
duty
to
see
her
father
and
sister
as
little
as
possible
.
That
she
should
utterly
break
with
the
old
man
,
who
had
still
so
many
scores
of
thousand
pounds
to
give
away
,
is
absurd
to
suppose
.
Fred
Bullock
would
never
allow
her
to
do
that
.
But
she
was
still
young
and
incapable
of
hiding
her
feelings
;
and
by
inviting
her
papa
and
sister
to
her
third-rate
parties
,
and
behaving
very
coldly
to
them
when
they
came
,
and
by
avoiding
Russell
Square
,
and
indiscreetly
begging
her
father
to
quit
that
odious
vulgar
place
,
she
did
more
harm
than
all
Frederick
's
diplomacy
could
repair
,
and
perilled
her
chance
of
her
inheritance
like
a
giddy
heedless
creature
as
she
was
.
"
So
Russell
Square
is
not
good
enough
for
Mrs.
Maria
,
hay
?
"
said
the
old
gentleman
,
rattling
up
the
carriage
windows
as
he
and
his
daughter
drove
away
one
night
from
Mrs.
Frederick
Bullock
's
,
after
dinner
.
"
So
she
invites
her
father
and
sister
to
a
second
day
's
dinner
(
if
those
sides
,
or
ontrys
,
as
she
calls
'em
,
were
n't
served
yesterday
,
I
'm
d
--
d
)
,
and
to
meet
City
folks
and
littery
men
,
and
keeps
the
Earls
and
the
Ladies
,
and
the
Honourables
to
herself
.
Honourables
?
Damn
Honourables
.
I
am
a
plain
British
merchant
I
am
,
and
could
buy
the
beggarly
hounds
over
and
over
.
Lords
,
indeed
!
--
why
,
at
one
of
her
swarreys
I
saw
one
of
'em
speak
to
a
dam
fiddler
--
a
fellar
I
despise
.
And
they
wo
n't
come
to
Russell
Square
,
wo
n't
they
?
Why
,
I
'll
lay
my
life
I
've
got
a
better
glass
of
wine
,
and
pay
a
better
figure
for
it
,
and
can
show
a
handsomer
service
of
silver
,
and
can
lay
a
better
dinner
on
my
mahogany
,
than
ever
they
see
on
theirs
--
the
cringing
,
sneaking
,
stuck-up
fools
.
Drive
on
quick
,
James
:
I
want
to
get
back
to
Russell
Square
--
ha
,
ha
!
"
and
he
sank
back
into
the
corner
with
a
furious
laugh
.
With
such
reflections
on
his
own
superior
merit
,
it
was
the
custom
of
the
old
gentleman
not
unfrequently
to
console
himself
.
