He had found him a rather strange-looking man, but not so impossible as Tita had led him to imagine.

He made no objection of any sort to the marriage, and, indeed, through his cold exterior Maurice could see that the merchant blood in him was flattered at his niece's alliance with some of the oldest blood in England.
He was quite reasonable, too, about his niece's fortune.

So much was to go to redeeming the more immediate debts on the property; for the rest, Sir Maurice declared he would have nothing to do with it.

The money should be settled on his wife entirely.

It was hers; he had no claim to it.