It's impossible.

I'm quite sure your brother understands his position as a gentleman too thoroughly to dream of such a thing." This was Greek to Fred Neville.

Why his brother should not fall in love with a pretty girl, and why a pretty girl should not return the feeling, without any disgrace to his brother, Fred could not understand.

His brother was a Neville, and was moreover an uncommonly clever fellow.
"Why shouldn't he dream of it ?" "In the first place--.

Well! I did think, Fred, that you yourself seemed to be,--seemed to be taken with Miss Mellerby." "Who?
I?
Oh, dear no.