"Oh dear, no," said Hamel.
"Four hundred?"
"Nor four hundred,—nor three. I have never netted three hundred in one year after paying the incidental expenses."
"That seems to me to be uncommonly little for a young man who is thinking of marrying. Don't you think you had better give it up?"
"I certainly think nothing of the kind."
"Does your father do anything for you?"
"Nothing at all."
"He also makes heads?"
"Heads,—and other things."
"And sells them when he has made them."