'
'Not your set now, I hope,' she said laughing.
'Well;--I don't see so much of them as I used to. Tregear is not a
bad fellow at all. He's always with Silverbridge. When
Silverbridge does what Tregear tells him, he goes along pretty
straight. But unfortunately there's another man called Tifto, and
when Tifto is in the ascendant then Silverbridge is apt to go a
little astray.'
'He's not in debt, then?'
'Who?-Tregear? I should think he's the last man in the world to owe
a penny to anyone.'
'Is he a betting man?'
'Oh dear no; quite the other way up. He's a severe, sarcastic,
bookish sort of fellow,--a chap who knows everything and turns up
his nose at people who know nothing.'
'Has he got anything of his own?'
'Not much I should say. If he had had any money he would have
married Lady Mab Grex last year.'
Lady Cantrip was inclined from what she now learned to think that
the Duke must be wrong about the young man. But before Lady Mary
joined her she made further inquiry. She too knew Lady Mabel, and
knowing Lady Mabel, she knew Miss Cassewary.
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