"Did I ever say so?"
"Never. I'll do you justice there. You have been very cautious."
"Of course you can be severe, and of course I am bound to bear it. I have been cautious,—for your sake!"
"Oh, Jack!"
"For your sake. When I first saw how it was going to be,—how it might be between you and me,—I took care to say outright that I couldn't marry unless a girl had money."
"There will be something—when papa dies."
"The most healthy middle-aged gentleman in London! There might be half a dozen cradles, Guss, before that day. If it will do you good, you shall say I'm the greatest rascal walking."
"That will do me no good."
"But I don't know that I can give you any other privilege."
Then there was a long pause during which they were sauntering together under an old oak tree in the park. "Do you love me, Jack?" she then asked, standing close up to him.