"I liked him;—only I didn't like his saying stupid things about the bishop."
"And I like him." Then there was a pause. "I suppose your brother does not talk to you much about his own affairs."
"His own affairs, Roger? Do you mean money? He never says a word to me about money."
"I meant about the Melmottes."
"No; not to me. Felix hardly ever speaks to me about anything."
"I wonder whether she has accepted him."
"I think she very nearly did accept him in London."
"I can't quite sympathise with your mother in all her feelings about this marriage, because I do not think that I recognise as she does the necessity of money."
"Felix is so disposed to be extravagant."
"Well; yes. But I was going to say that though I cannot bring myself to say anything to encourage her about this heiress, I quite recognise her unselfish devotion to his interests."