He never loved Saville from that hour.
"In fact," resumed Saville, carelessly, "he had lost very considerably.
His father was a stern, hard man, and the poor boy was frightened at the thought of his displeasure.

I suppose Monsieur Papa imagined me a sort of moral ogre, eating up all the little youths that fall in my way! since he leaves you twenty thousand pounds on condition that you take care of yourself and shun the castle I live in.

Well, well! 'tis all very flattering! And where will you go?
To Spain ?" This story affected Percy sensibly.

He regretted deeply that he had not sought out the bereaved father, and been of some comfort to his later hours.

He appreciated all that warmth of sympathy, that delicacy of heart, which had made the old man compassionate his young relation's unfriended lot, and couple his gift with a condition, likely perhaps, to limit Percy's desires to the independence thus bestowed, and certain to remove his more tender years from a scene of constant contagion.