My darling boy! my curse through life has been that the sense of weight in money is a sense I am and was born utterly a stranger to.

The consequence is, my grandest edifices fall; there is no foundation for them.

Not that I am worse, understand me, than under a temporary cloud, and the blessing of heaven has endowed me with a magnificent constitution.

Heaven forefend that I should groan for myself, or you for me! But digest what you have learnt, Richie; press nothing on the squire; be guided by the advice of that esteemed and admirable woman, your aunt Dorothy.

And, by the way, you may tell her confidentially of the progress of your friendship with the Princess Ottilia.