"Shall I be in yours?"
"No," said his brother coolly.
"In whose way then?"
"I am afraid in your own, Will."
"How do you mean?" asked the other a little fiercely.
"If you are so intent upon marrying money-bags, you may chance to get a wife that will not suit you."
"You must explain yourself!" said Rufus haughtily. "In what respect would either of these two not suit me?"
"Of two so different, it may safely be affirmed that if one would the other would not."
"Two so different!" said Rufus. "What's the matter with either of them?"
"There is this the matter with both —that you do not know them."