We are all handsome in the family; even I myself, I have had my successes, the memories of which still charm me.

It is my intention, my nephew, to make of you my heir.

I am not very well content with my other nephew, Monsieur le Vicomte: he has not been respectful, which is the flattery due to age.

And there are other matters.' I was half tempted to throw back in his face that inheritance so coldly offered.

At the same time I had to consider that he was an old man, and, after all, my relation; and that I was a poor one, in considerable straits, with a hope at heart which that inheritance might yet enable me to realise.