'
'It is formed,' said his lordship firmly; 'there is not a subject
important to a human being on which my opinions are not settled.'
'You may live to change them all,' said the Doctor, 'and that very
speedily.'
'Impossible!' said Lord Cadurcis. 'My dear Doctor, I cannot understand
you; you say that you hope, that you wish, even that you believe that
I shall marry Venetia; and yet you permit me to infer that our union
will only make us miserable. What do you wish me to do?'
'Go to college for a term or two.'
'Without Venetia! I should die.'
'Well, if you be in a dying state you can return.'
'You joke, my dear Doctor.'
'My dear boy, I am perfectly serious.'
'But she may marry somebody else?'
'I am your only rival,' said the Doctor, with a smile; 'and though
even friends can scarcely be trusted under such circumstances, I
promise you not to betray you.'
'Your advice is not very pleasant,' said his lordship.
'Good advice seldom is,' said the Doctor.
'My dear Doctor, I have made up my mind to marry her, and marry her at
once. I know her well, you admit that yourself. I do not believe that
there ever was a woman like her, that there ever will be a woman like
her. Nature has marked her out from other women, and her education
has not been less peculiar.
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