'No, I don't suppose she would wish to live at Gatherum. The Horns
was given expressly by my uncle to your dear mother, and I should
like Mary to have the place.'
'Certainly.'
'You should live among your tenantry. I don't care so very much
for Matching.'
'It is the one place you do like, sir.'
'However, we can manage all that. Carlton Terrace I do not
particularly like; but it is a good house, and there you should
hang up your hat when in London. When it is settled, let me know
at once.'
'But if it should never be settled?'
'I will ask no questions; but if it be settled tell me.' Then in
Palace Yard he was turning to go, but before he did so, he said
another word leaning on his son's shoulder. 'I do not think that
Mabel Grex and Major Tifto would do well together at all.'
'There shall be an end to that, sir.'
'God bless you my boy!' said the Duke.
Lord Silverbridge sat in the House,--or to speak more accurately,
in the smoking-room of the House--for about an hour thinking over
all that had passed between him and his father.
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