The sort of
relation whom one is inclined to keep in the background as much as
possible. I am relying on that feeling to secure the help of the
judge."
"For what?"
"To marry Miss King to Simpkins, of course. The thing we've been at
all along."
"He won't do that. No man living would marry his niece to Simpkins."
"That depends on the nature of the niece. There are nieces--there's no
use denying it, Major, because it's unfortunately true. There are
nieces that a man would be glad to see married to any one. And there's
a great deal to be said in favour of the Simpkins alliance in this
particular case."
"No, there isn't. The man is a cad."
"I don't think nearly so badly of Simpkins as you do, Major. I've told
you that before. But, even granting what you say is true, the judge
probably argues that Miss King with her record can't expect anything
better. He'll be glad enough to get Simpkins for her. He'll recollect
that Ballymoy is a frightfully out-of-the-way place, and that if Miss
King is married to a man who lives here none of her friends will ever
see any more of her. That's exactly what he wants; and so I
confidently expect that, once the position is explained to him, he'll
simply jump at the chance.
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