He has elegant tastes--cares for literature, for art, for science, for charming young ladies.

The most elegant is his taste for the new views.

It affords him a great deal of pleasure--more perhaps than anything else, except the young ladies.

His old house over there--what does he call it, Lockleigh ?--is very attractive; but I don't think it's as pleasant as this.

That doesn't matter, however--he has so many others.