If he
was to be told, how would it be if he could not approve? 'Yes I
have,' said Silverbridge, recovering himself. 'If you wish it, I
will tell you who it is.'
'Nay, my boy;--as to that consult your own feelings. Are you sure
of yourself?'
'Oh, yes.'
'Have you spoken to her?'
'Well;--yes in part. She has not accepted me, if you mean that.
Rather the contrary.'
Now the Duke would have been very unwilling to say that his son
would certainly be accepted by any girl in England to whom he
might choose to offer his hand. But when the idea of a doubt was
suggested to him, it did seem odd that his son should ask in vain.
What other young man was there who could offer so much, and who
was at the same time so likely to be loved for his own sake? He
smiled however and was silent. 'I suppose I may as well out with
it,' said Silverbridge. 'You know Lady Mabel Grex?'
'Lady Mabel Grex. Yes,--I know her.'
'Is there any objection?'
'Is she not your senior?'
'No, sir; she is younger than I am.'
'Her father is not a man I esteem.
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