"And it's a bright future, Staff! You've chosen a beautiful girl, a singularly beautiful and distinguished-looking girl--it's true she's only Ralph Falconer's daughter, and that I'd loftier ideas for you, but let that pass! Maude is a young lady who can hold her own against the best and the highest.

Falconer must be rich, or he would not have been able to have managed this thing, would not have been able to beat me.

With your money and hers, you can go as far as you please!" He took a turn up and down the room again, a flush on the face that had been pallid only a minute or two ago, his finely shaped head thrown back.
"Yes, Stafford, I should like you to have married into the nobility.

In my eyes, there is no one too high in rank for you.

But no matter! The title will come.