This is simply impossible." Mrs.Light burst into angry tears.

"Because the poor boy is a prince, eh?
because he 's of a great family, and has an income of millions, eh?
That 's why you grudge him and hate him.

I knew there were vulgar people of that way of feeling, but I did n't expect it of you.

Make an effort, Mr.Mallet; rise to the occasion; forgive the poor fellow his splendor.
Be just, be reasonable! It 's not his fault, and it 's not mine.

He 's the best, the kindest young man in the world, and the most correct and moral and virtuous! If he were standing here in rags, I would say it all the same.