The Markhams were what is called old-fashioned people: not that their manners or opinions really coincided with the manners and opinions of any by-gone age or past generation, but because their notions were somewhat romantic, and their manners somewhat formal. They had their own peculiar views of objects; and in these they differed from their contemporaries, and therefore they were called old-fashioned. They would have been quite as old-fashioned a thousand years ago: for the past is the repository in which imagination finds its stock of virtues. They were people of integrity of spirit and of great moral purity, of mild, not cold decorum. They were scrupulously punctual and exact; and therefore when necessity prevented punctuality in that most delicate of all points, the payment of accounts, they felt it as a severe and painful affliction. From what we have said of the family, their character and circumstances, our readers may readily imagine the feelings with which the younger Markham quitted his mother. In the minds of some there is a lurking suspicion that these people were proud, and that in order to preserve fairness and honesty in our descriptions and representations, we should acknowledge that much of their then suffering arose from pride. Perhaps it might be so. Let it be acknowledged. We can only say that it would have been much better for the Earl and Countess of Trimmerstone had they possessed more of that species of pride which abounded in the humbler family of Markham: then would his lordship have avoided the mortification of dependence; then would his lordship have avoided the degradation of associating with divers gentlemen of the fancy, and the perplexity of losing his money to them; then would his lordship have escaped the lectures of the police magistrate, as touching a quarrel with Mr. Isaac Solomons, junior, of St. Mary Axe, and also as touching a squabble with the watchmen in connexion with Mr. Singleton Sloper; and then would her ladyship also have escaped an ill-assorted marriage with one who had no regard for her, and an elopement with one of the dirtiest coxcombs that ever perfumed and disgraced humanity. There is a pride which has its uses and benefits.