Now I--upon my word I feel inclined to marry and cut my nephew out of the title." "Your nephew," stammered Maraquito, with a flash of her big eyes.
"You know him well, he tells me," chatted Caranby garrulously, "a handsome fellow is Cuthbert.

I am sure the lady he is engaged to thinks as much, and very rightly too." "Miss Saxon!" cried Maraquito, breaking her fan and looking furious.
"Ah!" said Caranby coolly, "you know her ?" "I know of her," said Maraquito bitterly.

"Her brother Basil comes here sometimes, and said his sister was engaged to--but they will never marry--never!" she said vehemently.
"How can you tell that ?" "Because the mother objects to the match." "Ah! And who told you so?
Mr.Basil Saxon ?" "Yes.

He does not approve of it either." "I fear that will make little difference.

Mallow is set on the marriage.