“Why did you introduce him if you don’t approve of him?” asked Mrs. Fluffy, with a feeble attempt to throw the blame on her sister.
“Have I not told you? In a ball-room girls need plenty of partners—plenty of men about them. It makes them look popular and fascinating, and if the gentlemen are handsome and stylish-looking, so much the better. Mr. Hardcash is just the size to waltz well with Eva—he shows her off to advantage—but he is not a man to encourage afterward. She should not be seen walking or talking intimately with a gentleman who has less than ten thousand a year.” Mrs. Stunner delivered this ultimatum with the tone of a just judge who will hear of no appeal.
“How can I know how much the gentlemen are worth?” said Sarah pettishly.
“It is your duty as a mother to discover it,” replied the virtuous widow.
“But how?”
“The visitors’ book will tell where a man is from; you can easily get acquainted with some old lady or gentleman from the same place; and—”
“What! and ask about them!”
“Nonsense! Speak of them, praise them if you wish, and let the others talk: you have only to be an interested listener” (here I could imagine Mrs. S. smiling grimly), “and you can soon hear enough. For instance, commence in this way: ’Fine fellow, Mr. T. from your part of the country.’ As a general rule the old gentleman will then give you his whole history. Another time you may say, ’What a pleasant young man that Mr. B. is! but rather inclined to be wild, eh?’ If he is you will soon know it. You can also cross-question the man himself. Speak of a little girl he has at home: if he blushes he is netted already, and lures are useless. See how he eats his dinner: that is a good test to judge his position by; not that a few gaucheries will matter if he is very wealthy—for a judicious mother-in-law can soon correct them—but for every impropriety he should have a thousand added to his income. Such things are so intolerable in a poor man!”
“I don’t think Eva would obey me if I did interfere in her affairs,” objected Mrs. Fluffy.
“Her affairs, indeed! It is your affair. Of course you want a son-in-law who can keep a comfortable house for you to live in. You have brought up Eva badly, Sarah, and there is one thing I must tell you about her—she is entirely too familiar and sisterly with gentlemen.”
“She has a great many beaux,” interrupted Mrs. F.
“It is one of her worst faults,” continued Jane, not listening to her. “If a girl gets into those sisterly habits with a man, it will never come into his head to marry her. She may be his chief confidante; he will talk of his lady-love to her, and she may end by being first bridesmaid at his wedding, but nothing nearer. I don’t approve of it. One of my maxims is, that a man ought not be well acquainted with the girl he is to marry until the ceremony is performed.”