"Is that all?"
"I know him so very little, Priscilla. Everybody says he is very good;—and then it's a great thing, isn't it, that he should be a clergyman?"
"I don't know about that."
"I think it is. If it were possible that I should ever marry any one, I should like a clergyman so much the best."
"Then you do know what to say to him."
"No, I don't, Priscilla. I don't know at all."
"Look here, dearest. What my aunt offers to you is a very great step in life. If you can accept this gentleman I think you would be happy;—and I think, also, which should be of more importance for your consideration, that you would make him happy. It is a brighter prospect, dear Dolly, than to live either with us at Nuncombe, or even with Aunt Stanbury as her niece."
"But if I don't love him, Priscilla?"
"Then give it up, and be as you are, my own own, dearest sister."
"So I will," said Dorothy, and at that time her mind was made up.