point can more perfectly agree with you than myself.  But if, looking beyond these particulars, you would have me recognize in myself an inferiority, marked and singular, in a fair comparison with other men—­if, in short, you would convey an indignity; and—­but you are my father’s brother, sir!” and the blood mounted to his forehead, and his heart swelling, the youth turned proudly away, and rested his head upon the mantel.

“Not so, Ralph; you are hasty in your thought, not less than in its expression,” said his uncle, soothingly, “I meant not what you think.  But you must be aware, nephew, that my daughter, not less from the fortune which will be exclusively hers, and her individual accomplishments, than from the leading political station which her father fills, will be enabled to have a choice in the adoption of a suitor, which this childish passion might defeat.”

“Mine is no childish passion, sir; though young, my mind is not apt to vary in its tendencies; and, unlike that of the mere politician, has little of inconsistency in its predilections with which to rebuke itself.  But, I understand you.  You have spoken of her fortune, and that reminds me that I had a father, not less worthy, I am sure—­not less generous, I feel—­but certainly far less prudent than hers.  I understand you, sir, perfectly.”

“If you mean, Ralph, by this sarcasm, that my considerations are those of wealth, you mistake me much.  The man who seeks my daughter must not look for a sacrifice; she must win a husband who has a name, a high place—­who has a standing in society.  Your tutors, indeed, speak of you in fair terms; but the public voice is everything in our country.  When you have got through your law studies, and made your first speech, we will talk once more upon this subject.”

“And when I have obtained admission to the practice of the law, do you say that Edith shall be mine?”

“Nay, Ralph, you again mistake me.  I only say, it will be then time enough to consider the matter.”

“Uncle, this will not do for me.  Either you sanction, or you do not.  You mean something by that word pretensions which I am yet to understand; my name is Colleton, like your own, and—­”

There was a stern resolve in the countenance of the colonel, which spoke of something of the same temper with his impetuous nephew, and the cool and haughty sentence which fell from his lips in reply, while arresting that of the youth, was galling to the proud spirit of the latter, whom it chafed nearly into madness.

“Why, true, Ralph, such is your name indeed; and your reference to this subject now, only reminds me of the too free use which my brother made of it when he bestowed it upon a woman so far beneath him and his family in all possible respects.”

“There again, sir, there again!  It is my mother’s poverty that pains you.  She brought my father no dowry.  He had nothing of that choice prudence which seems to have been the guide of others, of our family in the bestowment of their affections.  He did not calculate the value of his wife’s income before he suffered himself to become enamored of her.  I see it, sir—­I am not ignorant.”