He has married beneath him.

I had hoped, much as I disapprove of the match, that it might steady him; but I fear----All the same, bad as he is, it's hard on him----" The Marquess wiped the sweat from his brow and stifled a groan.
"You distress yourself without cause, Talbot.

I am sorry to hear that you are not happy, that your son is not--satisfactory.

I have not come to add to your unhappiness.

Believe that." "Then why _have_ you disturbed me ?" demanded the Marquess, desperately.
"I will tell you," said Mr.Clendon.