'Well, if he has that, he'll do,' rejoined Jawleyford, who also had come down considerably in his expectations since the vision of his railway days, at whose bright light he had burnt his fingers.
'He was said to have an immense fortune—I forget how much—at Laverick Wells,' observed Mrs. Jawleyford.
'Well, we'll see,' said Jawleyford, adding, 'I suppose either of the girls will be glad enough to take him?'
'Trust them for that,' replied Mrs. Jawleyford, with a knowing smile and nod of the head: 'trust them for that,' repeated she. 'Though Amelia does turn up her nose and pretend to be fine, rely upon it she only wants to be sure that he's worth having.'
'Emily seems ready enough, at all events,' observed Jawleyford.
'She'll never get the chance,' observed Mrs. Jawleyford. 'Amelia is a very prudent girl, and won't commit herself, but she knows how to manage the men.'
'Well, then,' said Jawleyford, with a hearty yawn, 'I suppose we may as well go to bed.'
So saying, he took his candle and retired.