The old man raised his weak hand and moved it to and fro before his face. "What do you mean by that? You look at things in a way that would make everything wrong. What sort of a cousin is a cousin that you had never seen for more than twenty years of her life? We＇re all each other＇s cousins, and if we stopped at that the human race would die out. It＇s just the same with your bad lung. You＇re a great deal better than you used to be. All you want is to lead a natural life. It is a great deal more natural to marry a pretty young lady that you＇re in love with than it is to remain single on false principles."