Of course he could live on it,--and as during the winter months of the year a home was found for him free of cost, he could keep hunters, and live as rich men live.

But he was a poor, embarrassed man, without prospects,--until this fine ducal prospect became opened to him by the want of that cradle at Matching Priory.
But the prospect was no doubt very distant.

Lady Glencora might yet have as many sons as Hecuba.

Or she might die, and some other more fortunate lady might become the mother of his cousin's heir.

Or the Duke might marry and have a son.