"No trouble, uncle, I hope."
"Who is she?"
Then there was another pause, but he gave a direct answer to the question. "She is a Miss O'Hara."
"A Roman Catholic?"
"Yes."
"A girl of whose family you know nothing?"
"I know that she lives with her mother."
"In absolute obscurity,—and poverty?"
"They are not rich," said Fred.
"Do not suppose that I regard poverty as a fault. It is not necessary that you should marry a girl with any fortune."