"Dare say not! That's the worst of leaving a man irresponsible. Nobody knows anything about it. Brown and Berridge! Where?"
"London."
"Humph!"
"Will you leave the responsibility of Fulvia's money to me?" asked Nigel, in a resolute, abrupt tone.
"Yes; when you are settled to be her husband!"
Nigel's colour rose. "That is not likely," he said.
"But, I say—you like the girl?"
"Yes."
"What more is wanted?"
Nigel's laugh had no ring in it. "A good deal more," he said. "One may 'like' a great many people."