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Only England could have produced him, and he always said that the

country was going to the dogs. His principles were out of date,

but there was a good deal to be said for his prejudices.

When Lord Henry entered the room, he found his uncle sitting in a

rough shooting-coat, smoking a cheroot and grumbling over The

Times. "Well, Harry," said the old gentleman, "what brings you

out so early? I thought you dandies never got up till two, and

were not visible till five."

"Pure family affection, I assure you, Uncle George. I want to get

something out of you."

"Money, I suppose," said Lord Fermor, making a wry face. "Well,

sit down and tell me all about it. Young people, nowadays,

imagine that money is everything."