human
Never, _plaise à Dieu_! responded her son, piously over his ice;
gpt
Major Cardonnel! said Lady Marabout, hastily.
human
Oh no, I don't think so. I hope not--I trust not.
gpt
Why so? He's one of the finest fellows in the Service.
human
I dare say; but you see, my dear Philip, he's not--not--desirable.
gpt
Fie, fie, mother! if all other Belgraviennes are Mammon-worshippers, I thought you kept clear of the paganism. I thought your freedom from it was the only touch by which you weren't 'purely feminine,' as the lady novelists say of their pet bits of chill propriety.
human
Worship Mammon! Heaven forbid! ejaculated Lady Marabout.
gpt
But there are duties, you see, my dear; your friend is a very delightful man, to be sure; I like him excessively, and if Valencia felt any _great_ preference for him----
human
You'd feel it _your_ duty to counsel her to throw him over for Goodwood.
gpt
I never said so, Philip,