"I've no doubt we shall like her very much. What money is she to have?"
"A hundred a year while her father lives."
"That's not much."
"Much or little, it made no difference with me. I should never have thought of marrying a girl for her money. It's a kind of thing that I hate. I almost wish she was to have nothing."
"I shouldn't refuse it if I were you."
"Of course, I shan't refuse it; but what I mean is that I never thought about it when I asked her to have me; and I shouldn't have been a bit more likely to ask her if she had ten times as much."
"A fortune with one's wife isn't a bad thing for a poor man, Harry."
"But a poor man must be poor in more senses than one when he looks about to get a fortune in that way."
"I suppose you won't marry just yet," said the father. "Including everything, you would not have five hundred a year, and that would be very close work in London."
"It's not quite decided yet, sir. As far as I am myself concerned, I think that people are a great deal too prudent about money. I believe I could live as a married man on a hundred a year, if I had no more; and as for London, I don't see why London should be more expensive than any other place. You can get exactly what you want in London, and make your halfpence go farther there than anywhere else."