Words of some sort were always
forthcoming, like spiders' webs. He did not think that he could
learn to take a pleasure in sitting in the House; but he hoped
that he might be man enough to do it, though it was not pleasant.
He would begin today, instead of going to the Oaks.
But before he went to the House he would see Lady Mabel Grex. And
here it may be well to state that in making his resolutions as to
a better life, he had considered much whether it would not be well
for him to take a wife. His father had once told him that when he
married, the house in Carlton Terrace should be his own. 'I will
be a lodger if you will have me,' said the Duke; 'or if your wife
should not like that, I will find a lodging elsewhere.' This had
been the sadness and tenderness which had immediately followed the
death of the Duchess. Marriage would steady him. Were he a married
man, Tifto would of course disappear. Upon the whole he thought it
would be good that should marry. And, if so, who could be so nice
as Lady Mabel? That his father would be contented with Lady Mab,
he was inclined to believe.
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