"And mamma; that would have been so nice."
"Yes; and mamma, too—that is, had you had a fortune," said the daughter, naïvely. "She always liked you personally, always."
"Did she?"
"Always. And we all love you so."
"Especially Lady Alexandrina."
"That would not have signified, for Frank cannot endure the de Courcys himself."
"My dear, it does not matter one straw whom your brother can endure or not endure just at present. His character is to be formed, and his tastes, and his heart also."
"Oh, Mary!—his heart."
"Yes, his heart; not the fact of his having a heart. I think he has a heart; but he himself does not yet understand it."
"Oh, Mary! you do not know him."