"Never fear; she'll give you permission. What about your uncle? have you spoken to him about the revival of your hopes?"
"No, indeed! he isn't fond of Fanny. There'll be time enough for that when affairs come to a head."
"By the way, if I want to see you now, where shall I find you? I don't want to apply to your uncle again; he's an old curmudgeon whom I can't get along with. He has a way of looking at me! If he hadn't been your uncle, we should have had it out before this, I promise you."
"My dear fellow, my uncle is a most excellent man, I give you my word; very just and fair at bottom; a little obstinate when he has formed a bad opinion of people; but very willing to revise his judgment when you prove to him that he was wrong."
"He has a prejudice against Fanny; he believes her to be incapable of loving; but when she makes me happy, he will be the first to agree that he was wrong. As for myself, I have accepted a very nice suite of rooms in his house, where I shall stay till I marry."
"In your uncle's house! Then no one can see you without his permission?"
"Not so; my apartments are on the second floor, front, entirely separate from his."
"Does the concierge know you now?"
"Yes, never fear; he knows my name. Come, my good fellow, a glass of champagne to my love, to my union with Fanny!"