Wait--he knew what waiting meant--
wait for his death; but they should have her now or not at all; and
he flung away from her and her entreaties to announce his
determination to the suitor's family.
He did not find this very easy to accomplish. Frank's ears were
quite impervious to all his storming, and if he was to reduce his
words to paper, they came less easily. Miles, to whom he tried to
speak as a man of the world, would only repeat that his mother would
never consent to the marriage, unless the young couple were to live
alone; nay, he said, with a grain of justice, he thought that had
been Sir Harry's own view in a former case. Would he like to see
Mrs. Poynsett? she is quite ready.
Again Sir Harry quailed at the notion of encountering Mrs. Poynsett;
but Miles, who had a great idea that his mother could deal with
everybody, and was the better for doing so, would not let him off,
and ushered him in, then stood behind her chair, and thoroughly
enjoyed the grand and yet courteous way in which she reduced to
nothing Sir Harry's grand beneficence in eking out the young folks'
income with his own.
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