"Why not, uncle Charles?"
"I couldn't do it. I really don't think your aunt could bring herself to sit down to table with him."
"Aunt Jane?"
"Yes, your aunt Jane,—or your aunt Julia either." Now a quieter lady than aunt Jane, or one less likely to turn up her nose at any guest whom her husband should choose to entertain, did not exist.
"May I ask my aunts?"
"What good can it do, Frederic?"
"He's going to marry our cousin. He's not at all such a man as you seem to think."
"He has been a journeyman tailor all his life."
"You'll find he'll make a very good sort of gentleman. Sir William Patterson says that he'll be in Parliament before long."
"Sir William! Sir William is always meddling. I have never thought much about Sir William."