It is Mr.Coventry, of Bollinghope." Grace sighed, and looked very uncomfortable.
"Why, what is the matter?
you always used to like him." "So I do now; but not for a husband." "I see no one to whom I could resign you so willingly.

He is well born and connected, has a good estate, not too far from your poor father." "Dear papa!" "He speaks pure English: now these Hillsborough manufacturers, with their provincial twang, are hardly presentable in London society." "Dear papa, Mr.Coventry is an accomplished gentleman, who has done me the highest honor he can.

You must decline him very politely: but, between ourselves, I am a little angry with him, because he knows I do not love him; and I am afraid he has made this offer to YOU, thinking you might be tempted to constrain my affections: but you won't do that, my own papa, will you?
you will not make your child unhappy, who loves you ?" "No, no.

I will never let you make an imprudent match; but I won't force you into a good one." "And you know I shall never marry without your consent, papa.

But I'm only nineteen, and I don't want to be driven away to Bollinghope." "And I'm sure I don't want to drive you away anywhere.