"Don't, Sir."
"In such an emergency I am bound to give you the advantage both of my experience and imagination."
"Experience!"
"Not about the cradles! That is imagination. My darling, it won't do. You and I have not been brought up to make ourselves happy on a very limited income."
"Papa would be sure to give us the money," she said, eagerly.
"In such a matter as this, where your happiness is concerned, my dear, I will trust no one."
"My happiness!"
"Yes, my dear, your happiness! I am quite willing to own the truth. I am not fitted to make you happy, if I were put upon the hashed mutton regime as I have described to you. I will not run the risk,—for your sake."
"For your own, you mean," she said.
"Nor for my own, if you wish me to add that also."