“She is a charming girl. Highly educated, good-looking”—
“But so prim.”
“Oh, that is but a suspicion of old maidism, which will wear off after a month or two of married life.”
“Do you think she would make me a good wife?”
“I am sure of it.”
“So am I,” said Maurice, with a faint sneer. “She would look well at the head of my table; she would always be dressed to perfection; she would doubtless be an excellent mother; but there is one great bar to our union.”
“And that is?”
“We only love each other as cousins.”
“It may grow into a warmer feeling.”
“I’m certain it won’t; and, Rector,” continued Maurice, laying his hand on the old man’s arm, “could you advise me to have a mother-in-law like Mrs. Dengelton?”