in the world, I hated fine speeches and compliments; and so —­ and so then I found there would be no peace if I did not stand up.  Besides, I thought Mrs. Hughes, who introduced him, might take it ill if I did not:  and your dear brother, I am sure he would have been miserable if I had sat down the whole evening.  I am so glad it is over!  My spirits are quite jaded with listening to his nonsense:  and then, being such a smart young fellow, I saw every eye was upon us.”

“He is very handsome indeed.”

“Handsome!  Yes, I suppose he may.  I dare say people would admire him in general; but he is not at all in my style of beauty.  I hate a florid complexion and dark eyes in a man.  However, he is very well.  Amazingly conceited, I am sure.  I took him down several times, you know, in my way.”

When the young ladies next met, they had a far more interesting subject to discuss.  James Morland’s second letter was then received, and the kind intentions of his father fully explained.  A living, of which Mr. Morland was himself patron and incumbent, of about four hundred pounds yearly value, was to be resigned to his son as soon as he should be old enough to take it; no trifling deduction from the family income, no niggardly assignment to one of ten children.  An estate of at least equal value, moreover, was assured as his future inheritance.

James expressed himself on the occasion with becoming gratitude; and the necessity of waiting between two and three years before they could marry, being, however unwelcome, no more than he had expected, was borne by him without discontent.  Catherine, whose expectations had been as unfixed as her ideas of her father’s income, and whose judgment was now entirely led by her brother, felt equally well satisfied, and heartily congratulated Isabella on having everything so pleasantly settled.

“It is very charming indeed,” said Isabella, with a grave face.  “Mr. Morland has behaved vastly handsome indeed,” said the gentle Mrs. Thorpe, looking anxiously at her daughter.  “I only wish I could do as much.  One could not expect more from him, you know.  If he finds he can do more by and by, I dare say he will, for I am sure he must be an excellent good-hearted man.  Four hundred is but a small income to begin on indeed, but your wishes, my dear Isabella, are so moderate, you do not consider how little you ever want, my dear.”

“It is not on my own account I wish for more; but I cannot bear to be the means of injuring my dear Morland, making him sit down upon an income hardly enough to find one in the common necessaries of life.  For myself, it is nothing; I never think of myself.”

“I know you never do, my dear; and you will always find your reward in the affection it makes everybody feel for you.  There never was a young woman so beloved as you are by everybody that knows you; and I dare say when Mr. Morland sees you, my dear child —­ but do not let us distress our dear Catherine by talking of such things.  Mr. Morland has behaved so very handsome, you know.  I always heard he was a most excellent man; and you know, my dear, we are not to suppose but what, if you had had a suitable fortune, he would have come down with something more, for I am sure he must be a most liberal-minded man.”