“You see you are changing your ground.  I am not in the same rank—­after your sense—­as she; but a moment ago you objected to the match solely on the ground of unsuitability.”

“Where is the difference?” said the clergyman, with some warmth.  “I have not changed my ground at all.  It is the difference in rank that constitutes the unsuitability.

“Let us see, then, how far you are right—­how far suitability is a question of rank.  A gentleman may be, and frequently is, a drunkard, a gambler, a libertine, or all three combined.”

“Stay, Mr. Conolly!  You show how little you understand the only true significance——­”

“One moment, Mr. Lind.  You are about to explain away the term gentleman into man of honor, honest man, or some other quite different thing.  Let me put a case to you.  I have a fellow at Queen Victoria Street working for thirty shillings a week, who is the honestest man I know.  He is as steady as a rock; supports all his wife’s family without complaining; and denies himself beer to buy books for his son, because he himself has experienced what it is to be without education.  But he is not a gentleman.”

“Pardon me, sir.  He is a true gentleman.”

“Suppose he calls on you to-morrow, and sends up his name with a request for an interview.  You wont know his name; and the first question you will put to your servant is ‘What sort of person is he?’ Suppose the servant knows him, and, sharing your professed opinion of the meaning of the word, replies ‘He is a gentleman!’ On the strength of that you will order him to be shewn in; and the moment you see him you will feel angry with your servant for deceiving you completely as to the sort of man you were to expect by using the word gentleman in what you call its true sense.  Or reverse the case.  Suppose the caller is your cousin, Mr. Marmaduke Lind, and your high-principled servant by mistaking the name or how not, causes you to ask the same question with respect to him.  The answer will be that Mr. Marmaduke—­being a scamp—­is not a gentleman.  You would be just as completely deceived as in the other case.  No, Mr. Lind, you might as well say that this workman of mine is a true lord or a true prince as a true gentleman.  A gentleman may be a rogue; and a knifegrinder may be a philosopher and philanthropist.  But they dont change their ranks for all that.”

The clergyman hesitated.  Then he said timidly, “Even admitting this peculiar view of yours, Mr. Conolly, does it not tell strongly against yourself in the present instance?”

“No; and I will presently shew you why not.  When we digressed as to the meaning of the word gentleman, we were considering the matter of suitability.  I was saying that a gentleman might be a drunkard, or, briefly, a scoundrel.  A scoundrel would be a very unsuitable husband for Marian—­I perceive I annoy you by calling her by her name.”

“N—­no.  Oh, no.  It does not matter.”