“That’s very unkind to poor Mr. Harold Smith.”
“Well, well, well—you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I think I do know what you mean. Your brother is a gentleman of good family, but of no means.”
“Not quite so bad as that.”
“Of embarrassed means, then, or anything that you will; whereas I am a lady of no family, but of sufficient wealth. You think that if you brought us together and made a match of it, it would be a very good thing for—for whom?” said Miss Dunstable.
“Yes, exactly,” said Mrs. Harold Smith.
“For which of us? Remember the bishop now and his nice little bit of Latin.”
“For Nathaniel then,” said Mrs. Harold Smith, boldly. “It would be a very good thing for him.” And a slight smile came across her face as she said it. “Now that’s honest, or the mischief is in it.”
“Yes, that’s honest enough. And did he send you here to tell me this?”
“Well, he did that, and something else.”