"
"Are you going to be married?" asked the astonished nephew.
"It is not exactly that,--but it is possible that I may do so. Since
I proposed this matter to Fothergill, I have been thinking over it,
and I have changed my mind. It will make but little difference to
you; and after all you are a far richer man than I am."
"I am not thinking of money, Duke," said Plantagenet Palliser.
"Of what then were you thinking?"
"Simply of what you told me. I do not in the least mean to
interfere."
"I hope not, Plantagenet."
"But I could not hear such a statement from you without some
surprise. Whatever you do I hope will tend to make you happy."
So much passed between the uncle and the nephew, and what the uncle
told to the nephew, the nephew of course told to his wife. "He was
with her again, yesterday," said Lady Glencora, "for more than an
hour. And he had been half the morning dressing himself before he
went to her."
"He is not engaged to her, or he would have told me," said
Plantagenet Palliser.
"I think he would, but there is no knowing. At the present moment I
have only one doubt,--whether to act upon him or upon her."
"I do not see that you can do good by going to either."
"Well, we will see. If she be the woman I take her to be, I think I
could do something with her.
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