And that is why I prefer him to the grenadiers and plungers with silky mustaches, and half an eye on me and an eye and a half on my money." Many other things passed between these two, but what we have endeavored to repeat was the cream of Julia's discourse, and both her advice and her sympathy were for the time a wonderful comfort to the love-sick, solitary girl.
But our business is with Walter Clifford.

As soon as he was announced, Mr.Bartley dismissed his rugged visitors, and received Walter affably, though a little stiffly.
Walter opened his business at once, and told him he had come to ask his permission to court his daughter.

He said he had admired her from the first moment, and now his happiness depended on her, and he felt sure he could make her happy; not, of course, by his money, but by his devotion.
Then as to making a proper provision for her-- Here Bartley stopped him.
"My young friend," said he, "there can be no objection either to your person or your position.

But there are difficulties, and at present they are serious ones.

Your father has other views." "But, Mr.Bartley," said Walter, eagerly, "he must abandon them.