He　was　heartily　delighted　at　the　proposed　connection；　and　his　genuine
  satisfaction　not　only　gratified　Flora；　and　restored　the　equanimity
  that　had　been　slightly　disturbed　by　her　father；　but　it　also　reassured
  Ethel　and　Margaret；　who　could　not　help　trusting　in　his　judgment；　and
  began　to　hope　that　George　might　be　all　he　thought　him。
  Ethel；　finding　that　there　were　two　ways　of　viewing　the　gentleman；
  doubted　whether　she　ought　to　express　her　opinion。　　It　was　Flora's
  disposition；　and　the　advantages　of　the　match；　that　weighed　most　upon
  her；　and；　in　spite　of　her　surmise　having　been　treated　as　so
  injurious；　she　could　not　rid　herself　of　the　burden。
  Dr。　May　was　not　so　much　consoled　by　Norman's　opinion　as　Ethel
  expected。　　The　corners　of　his　mouth　curled　up　a　little　with
  diversion；　and　though　he　tried　to　express　himself　glad；　and　confident
  in　his　son's　judgment；　there　was　the　same　sort　of　involuntary　lurking
  misgiving　with　which　he　had　accepted　Sir　Matthew　Fleet's　view　of
  Margaret's　case。
  There　was　no　danger　that　Dr。　May　would　not　be　kind　and　courteous　to
  the　young　man　himself。　　It　was　not　his　fault　if　he　were　a　dunce；　and
  Dr。　May　perceived　that　his　love　for　Flora　was　real；　though　clumsily
  expressed。　　He　explained　that　he　could　not　sanction　the　engagement
  till　he　should　be　better　informed　of　the　young　gentleman's
  antecedents；　this　was；　as　George　expressed　it；　a　great　nuisance；　but
  his　father　agreed　that　it　was　quite　right；　in　some　doubt；　perhaps；　as
  to　how　Dr。　May　might　be　satisfied。
  CHAPTER　VII。
  Ye　cumbrous　fashions；　crowd　not　on　my　head。
  Mine　be　the　chip　of　purest　white；
  Swan…like；　and；　as　her　feathers　light；
  When　on　the　still　wave　spread；
  And　let　it　wear　the　graceful　dress
  Of　unadorned　simpleness。
  Catherine　Fanshaw's　'Parody　on　Grey'。
  Nothing　transpired　to　the　discredit　of　Lieutenant　Rivers。　　He　had
  spent　a　great　deal　of　money；　but　chiefly　for　want　of　something　else
  to　do；　and；　though　he　was　not　a　subject　for　high　praise；　there　was　no
  vice　in　himno　more　than　in　an　old　donkeyas　Dr。　May　declared；　in
  his　concluding　paroxysm　of　despair；　on　finding　that；　though　there　was
  little　to　reconcile　him　to　the　engagement；　there　was　no　reasonable
  ground　for　thwarting　his　daughter's　wishes。　　He　argued　the　matter
  once　more　with　her；　and；　finding　her　purpose　fixed；　he　notified　his
  consent；　and　the　rest　of　the　family　were　admitted　to　a　knowledge　of
  the　secret　which　they　had　never　suspected。
  Etheldred　could　not　help　being　gratified　with　the　indignation　it
  excited。　　With　one　voice；　Mary　and　Blanche　declared　that　they　would
  never　give　up　the　title　of　〃the　detestable；〃　and　would　not　make　him
  any　presents；　certainly　not　watch…chains！　　Miss　Bracy；　rather
  alarmed；　lectured　them　just　enough　to　make　them　worse；　and　Margaret；
  overhearing　Blanche　instructing　Aubrey　in　her　own　impertinences；　was
  obliged　to　call　her　to　her　sofa；　and　assure　her　that　she　was　unkind
  to　Flora；　and　that　she　must　consider　Mr。　George　Rivers　as　her
  brother。
  〃Never　my　brother　like　Harry！〃　exclaimed　Mary　indignantly。
  〃No；　indeed；　nor　like　Alan！〃　exclaimed　Blanche。　　〃And　I　won't　call
  him　George；　I　am　determined；　if　it　is　ever　so！〃
  〃It　will　not　matter　to　him　what　such　little　girls　call　him；〃　said
  Margaret。
  Blanche　was　so　annihilated；　that　the　sound　of　a　carriage；　and　of　the
  door　bell；　was　a　great　satisfaction　to　her。
  Meta　Rivers　came　flying　into　the　room；　her　beautiful　eyes　dancing；
  and　her　cheeks　glowing　with　pleasure；　as；　a　little　timidly；　she
  kissed　Margaret；　while　Ethel；　in　a　confused　way；　received　Mr。　Rivers；
  in　pain　for　her　own　cold；　abrupt　manner；　in　contrast　with　his　gentle；
  congratulating　politeness。
  Meta　asked；　blushing；　and　with　a　hesitating　voice；　for　their　dear
  Flora；　Mary　offered　to　call　her；　but　Meta　begged　to　go　herself；　and
  thus　was　spared　the　awkwardness　that　ensued。　　Ethel　was　almost　vexed
  with　herself；　as　ungrateful；　when　she　saw　Mr。　Rivers　so　mildly　kind；
  and　so　delighted；　with　the　bland　courtesy　that　seemed　fully　conscious
  of　the　favour　that　Flora　had　conferred　on　his　son；　and　thankful　to
  the　Mays　for　accepting　him。
  Margaret　answered　with　more　expression　of　gratification　than　would
  have　been　sincere　in　Ethel；　but　it　was　a　relief　when　Flora　and　Meta
  came　in　together；　as　pretty　a　contrast　as　could　be　seen；　the　little
  dark…eyed　fairy；　all　radiant　with　joy；　clinging　to　the　slender　waist
  of　Flora；　whose　quiet　grace　and　maidenly　dignity　were　never　more
  conspicuous　than　as；　with　a　soft　red　mantling　in　her　fair　cheek；　her
  eyes　cast　down；　but　with　a　simple；　unaffected　warmth　of　confidence
  and　gratitude；　she　came　forward　to　receive　Mr。　Rivers's　caressing
  affectionate　greeting。
  Stiffness　was　over　when　she　came　in；　and　Dr。　May；　who　presently　made
  his　appearance；　soon　was　much　more　at　his　ease　than　could　have　been
  hoped；　after　his　previous　declarations　that　he　should　never　be　able
  to　be　moderately　civil　about　it　to　Mr。　Rivers。　　People　of　ready
  sympathy；　such　as　Dr。　May　and　Margaret；　have　a　great　deal　of
  difficulty　with　their　sincerity　spared　them；　by　being　carried　along
  with　the　feelings　of　others。　　Ethel　could　not　feel　the　same；　and　was
  bent　on　avoiding　any　expression　of　opinion；　she　hoped　that　Meta's
  ecstasies　would　all　be　bestowed　upon　her　future　sister…in…law；　but
  Meta　was　eager　for　an　interview　with　Ethel　herself；　and；　as　usual；
  gained　her　point。
  〃Now　then；　you　are　property　of　my　own！〃　she　cried。　　〃May　I　not　take
  you　all　for　sisters？〃
  Ethel　had　not　thought　of　this　as　a　convenience　of　the　connection；　and
  she　let　Meta　kiss　her；　and　owned　that　it　was　very　nice。
  〃Ethel；〃　said　Meta；　〃I　see；　and　I　wanted　to　talk　to　you。　　You　don't
  think　poor　George　good　enough　for　Flora。〃
  〃I　never　meant　to　show　it；〃　said　Ethel。
  〃You　need　not　mind；〃　said　Meta；　smiling。　　〃I　was　very　much　surprised
  myself；　and　thought　it　all　a　mistake。　　But　I　am　so　very　glad；　for　I
  know　it　will　make　such　a　difference　to　him；　poor　fellow。　　I　should
  like　to　tell　you　all　about　him；　for　no　one　else　can　very　well；　and
  you　will　like　him　better；　perhaps。　　You　know　my　grandfather　made　his
  own　fortune；　and　you　would　think　some　of　our　relations　very　queer。
  My　Aunt　Dorothy　once　told　me　all　about　itpapa　was　made　to　marry　the
  partner's　daughter；　and　I　fancy　she　could　not　have　been　much　of　a
  lady。　　I　don't　think　he　could　have　been　very　happy　with　her；　but　she
  soon　died；　and　left　him　with　this　one　son；　whom　those　odd　old　aunts
  brought　up　their　own　way。　　By　and　by；　you　know；　papa　came　to　be　in
  quite　another　line　of　society；　but　when　he　married　again；　poor　George
  had　been　so　spoiled　by　these　aunts；　and　was　so　big；　and　old；　that　my
  mother　did　not　know　what　to　make　of　him。〃
  〃A　great　lubberly　boy；〃　Ethel　said；　rather　repenting　the　next　moment。
  〃He　is　thirteen　years　older　than　I　am；〃　said　Meta；　〃and　you　see　it
  has　been　hard　on　him　altogether；　he　had　not　the　education　that　papa
  would　have　given　him　if　he　had　been　born　later：　and　he　can't　remember
  his　mother；　and　has　always　been　at　a　loss　when　with　clever　people。　　I
  never　understood　it　till　within　the　last　two　or　three　years；　nor　knew
  how　trying　it　must　be　to　see　such　a　little　chit　as　me　made　so　much
  ofalmost　thrusting　him　aside。　　But　you　cannot　think　what　a　warm…
  hearted　good　fellow　he　ishe　has　never　been　otherwise　than　so　very
  kind　to　me；　and　he　was　so　very　fond　of　his　old　aunt。　　Hitherto；　he
  has　had　such　disadvantages；　and　no　real；　sensible　woman　has　taken　him
  in　hand；　he　does　not　care　for　papa's　tastes；　and　I　am　so　much
  younger；　that　I　never　could　get　on　with　him　at　all；　till　this　time；
  but　I　do　know　that　he　has　a　real　good　temper；　and　all　sorts　of　good
  qualities；　and　that　he　only　needs　to　be　led　right；　to　go　right。　　Oh！
  Flora　may　make　anything　of　him；　and　we　are　so　thankful　to　her　for
  having　found　it　out！〃
  〃Thank　you　for　telling　me；〃　said　Ethel。　　〃It　is　much　more
  satisfactory　to　have　no　shamming。〃
  Meta　laughed；　for　Ethel's　sham　was　not　too　successful；　she　continued；
  〃Dear　Dr。　May；　I　thought　he　would　think　his　beautiful　Flora　not
  exactly　matchedbut　tell　him；　Ethel；　for　if　he　once　is　sorry　for
  poor　George；　he　will　like　him。　　And　it　will　really　be　the　making　of
  George；　to　be　thrown　with　him　and　your　brothers。　　Oh！　we　are　so　glad！
  But　I　won't　tease　you　to　be　so。〃
  〃I　can　like　it　better　now；〃　said　Ethel。　　〃You　know　Norman　thinks　very
  highly　of　your　brother；　and　declares　that　it　will　all　come　out　by　and
  by。〃
  Meta　clapped　her　hands；　and　said　that　she　should　tell　her　father；　and
  Ethel　parted　with　her；　liking　her；　at　least；　better　than　ever。　　There
  was　a　comical　scene　between　her　and　the　doctor；　trying　to　define　what
  relations　they　should　become　to　each　other；　which　Ethel　thought　did　a
  good　deal　to　mollify　her　father。
  The　history　of　George's　life　did　more；　he　took　to　pitying　him；　and
  pity　was；　indeed；　akin　to　love　in　the　good　doctor's　mind。　　In　fact；
  George　was　a　man　who　could　be　liked；　when　once　regarded　as　a
  belonginga　necessity；　not　a　choice；　for　it　was　quite　true　that
  there　was　no　harm　in　him；　and　a　great　deal　of　good　nature。　　His
  constant　kindness；　and　evident　liking　for　Margaret；　stood　him　in　good
  stead；　he　made　her　a　sort　of　confidante；　bestowing　on　her　his
  immeas