The prospect of a similar business of exposition, certainly devolving upon the father in treaty with the fortunate youth, gripped at his vitals a minute, so intense was his pride in appearing woundless and scarless, a shining surface, like pure health’s, in the sight of men.  Nevertheless he skimmed the story, much as a lecturer strikes his wand on the prominent places of a map, that is to show us how he arrived at the principal point, which we are all agreed to find chiefly interesting.  This with Victor was the naming of Nesta’s bridal endowment.  He rushed to it.  ’My girl will have ten thousand a year settled on her the day of her marriage.’  Choice of living at Lakelands was offered.

It helped him over the unpleasant part of that interview.  At the same time, it moved him to a curious contempt of the youth.  He had to conjure-up an image of the young man in person, to correct the sentiment:—­and it remained as a kind of bruise only half cured.

Mr. Dudley Sowerby was not one of the youths whose presence would rectify such an abstract estimate of the genus pursuer.  He now came frequently of an evening, to practise a duet for flutes with Victor;—­a Mercadante, honeyed and flowing; too honeyed to suit a style that, as Fenellan characterized it to Nataly, went through the music somewhat like an inquisitive tourist in a foreign town, conscientious to get to the end of the work of pleasure; until the notes had become familiar, when it rather resembled a constable’s walk along the midnight streets into collision with a garlanded roysterer; and the man of order and the man of passion, true to the measure though they were, seeming to dissent, almost to wrangle, in their different ways of winding out the melody, on to the last movement; which was plainly a question between home to the strayed reveller’s quarters or off to the lockup.  Victor was altogether the younger of the two.  But his vehement accompaniment was a tutorship; Mr. Sowerby improved; it was admitted by Nesta and mademoiselle that he gained a show of feeling; he had learnt that feeling was wanted.  Passion, he had not a notion of:  otherwise he would not be delaying; the interview, dramatized by the father of the young bud of womanhood, would be taking place, and the entry into Lakelands calculable, for Nataly’s comfort, as under the aegis of the Cantor earldom.  Gossip flies to a wider circle round the members of a great titled family, is inaudible; or no longer the diptherian whisper the commonalty hear of the commonalty:  and so we see the social uses of our aristocracy survive.  We do not want the shield of any family; it is the situation that wants it; Nataly ought to be awake to the fact.  One blow and we have silenced our enemy:  Nesta’s wedding-day has relieved her parents.