Of course you must marry money." "Marry money!" said he, considering for the first time that in all probability Mary Thorne's fortune would not be extensive.

"Marry money!" "Yes, Frank.

I know no man whose position so imperatively demands it; and luckily for you, no man can have more facility for doing so.

In the first place you are very handsome." Frank blushed like a girl of sixteen.
"And then, as the matter is made plain to you at so early an age, you are not of course hampered by any indiscreet tie; by any absurd engagement." Frank blushed again; and then saying to himself, "How much the old girl knows about it!" felt a little proud of his passion for Mary Thorne, and of the declaration he had made to her.
"And your connexion with Courcy Castle," continued the countess, now carrying up the list of Frank's advantages to its great climax, "will make the matter so easy for you, that really, you will hardly have any difficulty." Frank could not but say how much obliged he felt to Courcy Castle and its inmates.
"Of course I would not wish to interfere with you in any underhand way, Frank; but I will tell you what has occurred to me.

You have heard, probably, of Miss Dunstable ?" "The daughter of the ointment of Lebanon man ?" "And of course you know that her fortune is immense," continued the countess, not deigning to notice her nephew's allusion to the ointment.