"Yes, I should be young; but I don't know that there is any harm in that."
"Quite the contrary, if a young man feels himself to be sufficiently settled. Your mother I know would be very glad that you should marry early;—and so should I, if you married well."
What on earth could all this mean? It could not be that his grandfather knew that he was in love with Miss Staveley; and had this been known his grandfather would not have talked of Harriet Tristram. "Oh yes; of course a fellow should marry well. I don't think much of marrying for money."
"Nor do I, Peregrine;—I think very little of it."
"Nor about being of very high birth."
"Well; it would make me unhappy—very unhappy if you were to marry below your own rank."
"What do you call my own rank?"
"I mean any girl whose father is not a gentleman, and whose mother is not a lady; and of whose education among ladies you could not feel certain."
"I could be quite certain about her," said Peregrine, very innocently.
"Her! what her?"