"And he can't afford it, Lady Chiltern. I mean it, and I can afford it. Surely that might go for something."
"I cannot say what Mr. Maule may mean to do, Mr. Spooner, but I think it only fair to tell you that he is at present staying at Matching, under the same roof with Miss Palliser."
"Maule staying at the Duke's!" When Mr. Spooner heard this there came a sudden change over his face. His jaw fell, and his mouth was opened, and the redness of his cheeks flew up to his forehead.
"He was expected there yesterday, and I need hardly suggest to you what will be the end of the quarrel."
"Going to the Duke's won't give him an income."
"I know nothing about that, Mr. Spooner. But it really seems to me that you misinterpret the nature of the affections of such a girl as Miss Palliser. Do you think it likely that she should cease to love a man because he is not so rich as another?"
"People, when they are married, want a house to live in, Lady Chiltern. Now at Spoon Hall—"
"Believe me, that is in vain, Mr. Spooner."
"You are quite sure of it?"
"Quite sure."