“I see no probability in it, unless you have any better foundation than what you mention. His good-nature, his humanity, as I tell you, would be quite enough to account for the horses. He has a great regard for the Bateses, you know, independent of Jane Fairfax⁠—and is always glad to show them attention. My dear Mrs. Weston, do not take to matchmaking. You do it very ill. Jane Fairfax mistress of the Abbey!⁠—Oh! no, no;⁠—every feeling revolts. For his own sake, I would not have him do so mad a thing.”

“Imprudent, if you please⁠—but not mad. Excepting inequality of fortune, and perhaps a little disparity of age, I can see nothing unsuitable.”