He was graciously received--warmly, indeed.

This gave him great hopes, and he told his tale.
The old bachelor sided with Mr.Lusignan.

"What!" said he, "do you want to marry, and propagate pauperism?
I thought you had more sense.
Confound it all I had just one nephew whose knock at my street-door did not make me tremble; he was a bachelor and a thinker, and came for a friendly chat; the rest are married men, highwaymen, who come to say, 'Stand and deliver;' and now even you want to join the giddy throng.
Well, don't ask me to have any hand in it.

You are a man of promise; and you might as well hang a millstone round your neck as a wife.

Marriage is a greater mistake than ever now; the women dress more and manage worse.