my girl to you?’ Felix still looked at him but
did not dare to contradict a single statement made.
Yet when the man told him that he had not a brass
farthing he thought of his own thousand pounds which
were now in the man’s pocket. ’You’re
a baronet, and that’s about all, you know,’
continued Melmotte. ’The Carbury property,
which is a very small thing, belongs to a distant
cousin who may leave it to me if he pleases;—and
who isn’t very much older than you are yourself.’
‘Oh, come, Mr Melmotte; he’s a great deal older than me.’
’It wouldn’t matter if he were as old as Adam. The thing is out of the question, and you must drop...