She was now going to make a suitable match with a man of large fortune, who had been procured for her as an eligible _parti_ by her aunt, the countess.

She did not pretend, had never pretended, that she loved Mr Moffat, but she knew, she said, that in the present state of her father's affairs such a match was expedient.

Mr Moffat was a young man of very large fortune, in Parliament, inclined to business, and in every way recommendable.

He was not a man of birth, to be sure; that was to be lamented;--in confessing that Mr Moffat was not a man of birth, Augusta did not go so far as to admit that he was the son of a tailor; such, however, was the rigid truth in this matter--he was not a man of birth, that was to be lamented; but in the present state of affairs at Greshamsbury, she understood well that it was her duty to postpone her own feelings in some respect.

Mr Moffat would bring fortune; she would bring blood and connexion.