An unprecedented stroke of luck for such a fellow as I.Yet I doubt very much if I am quite the man for that sort of life.
I should be apt to fancy it a kind of gilded slavery, I think, Gil, and there would be some danger of my kicking off the chains." "But you like Mrs.Branston, don't you, Jack ?" "Like her?
Yes, I like her too well to deceive her.

And she would expect devoted affection from a second husband.

She is full of romantic ideas, school-girl theories of life which she was obliged to nip in the bud when she went to the altar with old Branston, but which have burst into flower now that she is free." "Have you seen her often since her husband's death ?" "Only twice;--once immediately after the funeral, and again yesterday.
She is living in Cavendish Square just now." "I hope you will marry her.

I should like to see you safe in smooth water, and with some purpose in life.

I should like to see you turn your back upon the loneliness of these dreary chambers." "They are not very brilliant, are they?
I don't know how many generations of briefless barristers these chairs and tables have served.