Lucky men have found gold, lucky men have found diamonds.

Why should I not be one of them?
My sweet, let us suppose two possible things; my own elastic convictions would call them two likely things, but never mind that.
Say, I come back a reformed character; there is your only objection to me, at once removed! And take it for granted that I return with a fortune of my own finding.

In that case, what becomes of Mr.Henley's objection to me?
It melts (as Shakespeare says somewhere) into thin air.

Now do take my advice, for once.

Show this part of my letter to your excellent father, with my love.