VOLUME I
18. CHAPTER XVIII
(continued)
"You tell me I shall have money enough for two. What I want is
that you should kindly relieve me of my superfluity and make it
over to Isabel. Divide my inheritance into two equal halves and
give her the second."
"To do what she likes with?"
"Absolutely what she likes."
"And without an equivalent?"
"What equivalent could there be?"
"The one I've already mentioned."
"Her marrying--some one or other? It's just to do away with
anything of that sort that I make my suggestion. If she has an
easy income she'll never have to marry for a support. That's what
I want cannily to prevent. She wishes to be free, and your
bequest will make her free."
"Well, you seem to have thought it out," said Mr. Touchett. "But
I don't see why you appeal to me. The money will be yours, and
you can easily give it to her yourself."
Ralph openly stared. "Ah, dear father, I can't offer Isabel
money!"
The old man gave a groan. "Don't tell me you're not in love with
her! Do you want me to have the credit of it?"
"Entirely. I should like it simply to be a clause in your will,
without the slightest reference to me."
"Do you want me to make a new will then?"
"A few words will do it; you can attend to it the next time you
feel a little lively."
"You must telegraph to Mr. Hilary then. I'll do nothing without
my solicitor."
"You shall see Mr. Hilary to-morrow."
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