She looked surprised. “It isn’t nonsense! Why, don’t you know how hopeful Mama was that Charlotte would contract a Brilliant Alliance? She very nearly did, too, but she wouldn’t accept the offer, on account of Lambert Ryde. And I must say that that put me quite out of charity with her! Anyone but a wet-goose would have known what would come of it, and it did! For weeks Mama talked of nothing but Maria, and how she would never have been so unmindful of her duty as poor Charlotte!”

“Ryde?” said Adam, ignoring the latter, and very improper, part of this speech.

“Yes, don’t you remember him?”

“Of course I do, but I haven’t seen him since I came home, and — ”

“Oh, no, he’s away. He had to go off to Edinburgh, because one of his Scotch aunts died, and he was a trustee, or some such thing. Adam, you won’t forbid Charlotte to marry him, will you?”

“Good God, I’ve nothing to say in the matter! Do they still wish it?”

“Yes, and you have got something to say! Charlotte isn’t of age yet, and I know you are our guardian.”

“Yes, but — ”

“If you are thinking it wouldn’t be proper to permit anything Papa disliked I can tell you that it wasn’t he, but Mama,” disclosed Lydia helpfully. “He said that she must settle as she liked, but for his part he didn’t care a rush.” She added, after a thoughtful moment: “I shouldn’t wonder at it if you are able to bring Mama round to the notion, now that we are ruined. She won’t like it above half, of course — and I must own that it does seem shockingly wasteful of Charlotte to be squandering herself on Lambert Ryde! However, there’s no need to despair! I’m not acquainted with many young gentlemen, but I do know that I take very well with the old ones, because whenever Papa entertained any of his friends here I went along with them famously! And, from all I can discover, it is the old gentlemen who have the largest fortunes. And I do not see what I have said to make you laugh!”