But you say justly,--my years are not those that would make a union with youth desirable or well suited." "I do _not_ say that," said Cleveland, taking a pinch of snuff; "but you should avoid great disparity of age,--not for the sake of that disparity itself, but because with it is involved discord of temper, pursuits.

A _very_ young woman, new to the world, will not be contented with home alone; you are at once too gentle to curb her wishes, and a little too stern and reserved--pardon me for saying so--to be quite congenial to very early and sanguine youth." "It is true," said Maltravers, with a tone of voice that showed he was struck with the remark; "but how have we fallen on this subject?
let us change it.

I have no idea of marriage,--the gloomy reminiscence of Florence Lascelles chains me to the past." "Poor Florence, she might once have suited you; but now you are older, and would require a calmer and more malleable temper." "Peace, I implore you!" The conversation was changed; and at noon Mr.Merton, who had heard of Cleveland's arrival, called at Burleigh to renew an old acquaintance.

He invited them to pass the evening at the rectory; and Cleveland, hearing that whist was a regular amusement, accepted the invitation for his host and himself.

But when the evening came, Maltravers pleaded indisposition, and Cleveland was obliged to go alone.
When the old gentleman returned about midnight, he found Maltravers awaiting him in the library; and Cleveland, having won fourteen points, was in a very gay, conversable humour.
"You perverse hermit!" said he, "talk of solitude, indeed, with so pleasant a family a hundred yards distant! You deserve to be solitary,--I have no patience with you.