"Where is she?" asked Montagu of his tutor. "Why doesn't she come?"
"She is married," said Mr. Wycherly; "she has to stay with her husband."
"When I marry," said Montagu, "I shall marry somebody like Margaret; then she'll stay with me and I shall never be lonely."
"When you marry," Mr. Wycherly said very seriously, "take care of just one thing. Take care that she is kind."
"I'd like her to be beautiful, too," Montagu said eagerly, "beautiful and tall, like Margaret."
"I hope she will be beautiful, but kindness comes first," and Mr. Wycherly spoke with conviction, as one who knew.
"How can one tell if she is kind?" Montagu asked.
"Compare her with your aunt, Montagu: if she stands such comparison, she is all your best desires need seek."
"I will remember," Montagu said solemnly, "kind and beautiful—but the kindness must come first. I wish Margaret hadn't been in such a hurry, she would have done beautifully."
CHAPTER X