Price, will be glad to make some provision for his cousin.'
'Have you any reason for thinking that Mr. Price will do so?' said Julia.
'No. But it seems impossible for any honourable man to act otherwise.'
'He cannot bear enmity against Emily, who of course knew nothing of his
quarrel with his uncle. Do you know anything about Mr. Price? What is he?
Where does he live?'
'He is a literary man, I believe. I have heard that he writes plays!'
'Oh, a writer of plays.'
'Yes. I am glad of it; he may be easier to deal with. I daresay it is a
mistaken notion, but one is apt to imagine that these artist folk are more
generous with their money than ordinary mortals.'
'Is he married?' said Julia, and involuntarily she glanced toward Emily.
Mr. Grandly, too, looked toward the girl, and then he said: 'I don't know
if Mr. Price is married; I hope not.'
'Why do you hope so?' said Emily, suddenly.
'Because if he isn't, there will only be one person to deal with. If he had
a wife, she would have a voice in the matter; and in such circumstances as
ours a man is easier to deal with. I earnestly hope Mr. Hubert Price is not
married, and shall consider it a great point in our favour if on returning
to town I find he is not.
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