Anthony Trollope: The Belton Estate

4. CHAPTER IV: SAFE AGAINST LOVE-MAKING (continued)

Now Mr Amedroz was of opinion that his cousin had been saying something very particular ever since his arrival, and was rather frightened at this immediate prospect of a new subject.

'There's nothing wrong; is there?'

'No, nothing wrong at least, I hope it's not wrong. Would not it be a good plan, sir, if I were to marry my cousin Clara?'

What a terrible young man! Mr Amedroz felt that his breath was so completely taken away from him that he was quite unable to speak a word of answer at the moment. Indeed, he was unable to move, and stood still, where he had been fixed by the cruel suddenness of the proposition made to him.

'Of course I know nothing of what she may think about it,' continued Belton. 'I thought it best to come to you before I spoke a word to her. And I know that in many ways she is above me. She is better educated, and reads more, and all that sort of thing. And it may be that she'd rather marry a London man than a fellow who passes all his time in the country. But she couldn't get one who would love her better or treat her more kindly. And then as to the property; you must own it would be a good arrangement. You'd like to know it would go to your own child and your own grandchild wouldn't you, sir? And I'm not badly off, without looking to this place at all, and could give her every thing she wants. But then I don't know that she'd care to marry a farmer.' These last words he said in a melancholy tone, as though aware that he was confessing his own disgrace.