"
"Oh, yes, I know; and I quite understand that you wanted Marchmont to
marry May," Dick retorted in an alien savageness born of his wounded
spirit.
Jimmy was taken aback by this direct onslaught, but his native honesty
forbade him to deny the charge point-blank.
"Supposing she came to like me," he grumbled, "it wouldn't be over and
above pleasant to have Quisante for a brother-in-law."
Dick was roused; he summoned up his old faith and his old admiration.
"I tell you what," he said, "the only chance you have of your name being
known to posterity is if you succeed in becoming his brother-in-law."
"Damn posterity," said Jimmy, tugging at his moustache. He had never
entertained the absurd idea of interesting future ages. He began to
perceive more and more clearly how ridiculous his brother had made
himself over the fellow; he had shared in the folly, but now at least he
could repent and dissociate himself from it.
"What does the Dean say?" he asked maliciously.
"I dare say you won't understand," Dick answered in measured tones, "but
the Dean's got sense enough to say nothing.
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