Do you think I would let you burden yourself with all my family?
I would never be anything but a drag on you.

You must go away, Richard Plantagenet, and take your proper place in the world, and forget all about Priorsford and Penny-plain, and marry someone who will help you with your career and be a fit mistress for your great houses, and I'll just stay here.
The Rigs is my proper setting." "Jean," said Lord Bidborough, "will you tell me--is there any other man ?" "No.

How could there be?
There aren't any men in Priorsford to speak of." "There's Lewis Elliot." Jean stared.

"You don't suppose _Lewis_ wants to marry me, do you?
Men are the _stupidest_ things! Don't you know that Lewis...." "What ?" "Nothing.

Only you needn't think he ever looks the road I'm on.