What harm is there in the amusements you have enumerated?
Why should not a fox-hunter make as good a husband as any other member of society ?" Lilla looked at her father in astonishment.

These were not always his sentiments she painfully thought.
"I do not mean to condemn these amusements, my dear father, but when they are carried on without either principle or religion.

How can I venture to intrust my happiness to such a man ?" "And where do you expect to find either principle or religion now?
Not in those polished circles, where I can perceive your hopes are fixed.
Girl, banish such hopes.

Not one amongst them would unite himself to the sister of that dishonoured outcast Cecil Grahame." Grahame's whole frame shook as he pronounced his son's name, but sternness still characterised his voice.
"Never would I unite myself with one who considered himself degraded by an union with our family, father, be assured," said Lilla, earnestly.
"My hopes are not high.

I have thought little of marriage, and till I am sought, have no wish to leave this sequestered spot, believe me." "And who, think you, will seek you here?
You had better banish such idle hopes, for they will end in disappointment." "Be it so, then," Lilla replied, calmly, though had her father been near her, he would have seen her cheek suddenly become pale and her eyelids quiver, as if by the pressure of a tear.