weight of that sort of thing so much, you know. He wonders what the devil another man wants of them." And Lord Canterville laughed pleasantly out of the copious fringe of his lips.
"I only want one of them," said Jackson Lemon, laughing too, but with a lighter organ.
"Polygamy would be rather good for the parents. However, Lucy told me the other night that she thought you were looking the way you speak of."
"Yes, I told Lady Beauchemin that I love Lady Barb, and she seemed to think it was natural."
"Oh, yes, I suppose there 's no want of nature in it! But, my dear fellow, I really don't know what to say."
"Of course you 'll have to think of it." Jackson Lemon, in saying this, felt that he was making the most liberal concession to the point of view of his interlocutor; being perfectly aware that in his own country it was not left much to the parents to think of.
"I shall have to talk it over with my wife."
"Lady Canterville has been very kind to me; I hope she will continue."
"My dear fellow, we are excellent friends. No one could appreciate you more than Lady Canterville. Of course we can only consider such a question on the—a—the highest grounds. You would never want to marry without knowing, as it were, exactly what you are doing. I, on my side, naturally, you know, am bound to do the best I can for my own
