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chief  endowments。 Will   you  do  this;   sir?  At  the   expiration   of   the 

term   we   agree   upon;   let   us   discuss   this   subject   again。   Till   then; 

unless it is revived by you; let it never be renewed between us。’ 

    ‘My dear Ned;’ returned his father; laying down the newspaper 

at   which   he   had   been   glancing   carelessly;   and   throwing   himself 

back   in   the   window…seat;   ‘I   believe   you   know   how   very   much   I 

dislike     what    are   called    family    affairs;   which     are   only   fit  for 

plebeian   Christmas   days;   and   have   no   manner   of   business   with 



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people     of  our   condition。     But   as   you   are   proceeding      upon    a 

mistake;     Ned—altogether         upon    a  mistake—I       will  conquer     my 

repugnance to entering on such matters; and give you a perfectly 

plain and candid answer; if you will do me the favour to shut the 

door。’ 

    Edward having obeyed him; he took an elegant little knife from 

his pocket; and paring his nails; continued: 

    ‘You have to thank me; Ned; for being of good family; for your 

mother; charming person as she was; and almost broken…hearted; 

and so forth; as she left me; when she was prematurely compelled 

to become immortal—had nothing to boast of in that respect。’ 

    ‘Her father was at least an eminent lawyer; sir;’ said Edward。 

    ‘Quite right; Ned; perfectly so。 He stood high at the bar; had a 

great   name   and   great   wealth;   but   having   risen   from   nothing—I 

have     always    closed   my    eyes   to  the  circumstance       and   steadily 

resisted its contemplation; but I fear his father dealt in pork; and 

that    his  business    did   once   involve    cow…heel     and   sausages—he 

wished     to  marry    his   daughter     into  a  good    family。   He   had   his 

heart’s    desire;   Ned。   I  was   a  younger   son’s    younger   son;     and   I 

married her。 We each had our object; and gained it。 She stepped at 

once into the politest and best circles; and I stepped into a fortune 

which     I  assure    you   was   very   necessary     to  my    comfort—quite 

indispensable。   Now;   my   good   fellow;   that   fortune   is   among   the 

things   that  have   been。   It   is   gone;   Ned;   and   has   been   gone—how 

old are you? I always forget。’ 

    ‘Seven…and…twenty; sir。’ 

    ‘Are   you    indeed?’    cried   his  father;   raising    his  eyelids   in  a 

languishing   surprise。   ‘So   much!   Then   I   should   say;   Ned;   that   as 

nearly as I remember; its skirts vanished from human knowledge; 



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about eighteen or nineteen years ago。 It was about that time when 

I   came   to   live   in   these   chambers   (once   your   grandfather’s;   and 

bequeathed        by   that  extremely      respectable     person     to  me);   and 

commenced   to   live   upon   an   inconsiderable   annuity   and   my   past 

reputation。’ 

    ‘You are jesting with me; sir;’ said Edward。 

    ‘Not  in   the   slightest   degree;   I   assure   you;’   returned   his   father 

with great composure。 ‘These family  topics are   so  extremely dry; 

that I am sorry to say they don’t admit of any such relief。 It is for 

that   reason;   and   because   they   have   an   appearance   of   business; 

that I dislike them so very much。 Well! You know the rest。 A son; 

Ned;   unless   he   is   old   enough   to   be   a   companion—that   is   to   say; 

unless he is some two or three and twenty—is not the kind of thing 

to have about one。 He is a restraint upon his father; his father is a 

restraint      upon     him;    and     they    make     each     other    mutually 

uncomfortable。 Therefore; until within the last four years or so—I 

have a poor memory for dates; and if I mistake; you will correct me 

in   your   own   mind—you   pursued   your   studies   at   a   distance;   and 

picked   up   a   great   variety   of   accomplishments。   Occasionally   we 

passed a week or two together here; and disconcerted each other 

as only such near relations can。 At last you came home。 I candidly 

tell   you;   my    dear    boy;    that   if  you   had    been    awkward       and 

overgrown; I should have exported you to some distant part of the 

world。’ 

    ‘I wish with all my soul you had; sir;’ said Edward。 

    ‘No you don’t; Ned;’ said his father coolly; ‘you are mistaken; I 

assure you。 I found you a handsome; prepossessing; elegant fellow; 

and I threw you into the society I can still command。 Having done 

that; my dear fellow; I consider that I have provided for you in life; 



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and rely upon your doing something to provide for me in return。’ 

    ‘I do not understand your meaning; sir。’ 

    ‘My    meaning;     Ned;    is  obvious—I      observe    another     fly  in  the 

cream…jug; but have the goodness not to take it out as you did the 

first;   for  their   walk    when     their   legs   are   milky;    is  extremely 

ungraceful and disagreeable—my meaning is; that you must do as 

I did; that you must marry well and make the most of yourself。’ 

    ‘A mere fortune…hunter!’ cried the son; indignantly。 

    ‘What   in   the   devil’s   name;   Ned;   would   you   be!’   returned   the 

father。   ‘All   men   are   fortune…hunters;   are   they   not?   The   law;   the 

church;   the   court;   the   camp—see   how   they   are   all   crowded   with 

fortune…hunters;        jostling   each   other    in  the   pursuit。    The   stock… 

exchange; the pulpit; the counting…house; the royal drawing…room; 

the    senate;—what        but   fortune…hunters       are  they    filled  with?    A 

fortune…hunter! Yes。 You are one; and you would be nothing else; 

my dear Ned; if you were the greatest courtier; lawyer; legislator; 

prelate;     or  merchant;      in  existence。    If  you   are   squeamish       and 

moral;   Ned;   console   yourself   with   the   reflection   that   at   the   very 

worst your fortune…hunting can make but one person miserable or 

unhappy。 How many people do you suppose these other kinds   of 

huntsmen crush in following their sport—hundreds at a step? Or 

thousands?’ 

    The   young   man   leant   his   head   upon   his   hand;   and   made   no 

answer。 

    ‘I am quite charmed;’ said the father rising; and walking slowly 

to   and   fro—stopping   now   and   then   to   glance   at   himself   in   the 

mirror;   or   survey   a   picture   through   his   glass;   with   the   air   of   a 

connoisseur;        ‘that    we     have     had     this   conversation;        Ned; 

unpromising   as       it  was。   It  establishes    a  confidence     between      us 



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which is quite delightful; and was certainly necessary; though how 

you can ever have mistaken our positions and designs; I confess I 

cannot  understand。   I conceived;   until   I   found   your  fancy  for   this 

girl; that all these points were tacitly agreed upon between us。’ 

    ‘I   knew   you   were   embarrassed;   sir;’   returned   the   son;   raising 

his   head   for a   moment; and   then   falling into  his   former attitude; 

‘but  I   had  no  idea   we   were   the   beggared   wretches   you   describe。 

How   could   I   suppose   it;   bred   as   I   have   been;   witnessing   the   life 

you have always led; and the appearance you have always made?’ 

    ‘My   dear   child;’   said   the   father—‘for   you   really   talk   so   like   a 

child   that   I  must   call    you   one—you       were    bred   upon     a  careful 

principle;      the   very   manner       of  your    education;      I  assure    you; 

maintained my credit surprisingly。 As to the life I lead; I must lead 

it;  Ned。   I   must   have    these    little  refinements      about    me。   I  have 

always been used to them; and I cannot exist without them。 They 

must surround me; you observe; and therefore they are here。 With 

regard to our circumstances; Ned; you may set your mind at rest 

upon that score。 They are desperate。 Your own appearance   is 

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