"His poor mother wishes him to give up his bachelor's life--as well she
may--for you young men are terribly dissipated. Rossmont is quite a regal
place. His Norfolk house is not inferior. A young man of that station
ought to marry, and live at his places, and be an example to his people,
instead of frittering away his time at Paris and Vienna amongst the most
odious company."
"Is he going to Drummington?" asks the grandson.
"I believe he has been invited. We shall go to Paris for November: he
probably will be there," answered the Dowager casually; "and tired of the
dissipated life he has been leading, let us hope he will mend his ways,
and find a virtuous, well-bred young woman to keep him right." With this
her ladyship's apothecary is announced, and her banker and grandson takes
his leave.
Sir Barnes walked into the City with his umbrella, read his letters,
conferred with his partners and confidential clerks; was for a while not
the exasperated husband, or the affectionate brother, or the amiable
grandson, but the shrewd, brisk banker, engaged entirely with his
business.
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