“Well, twelve hundred crowns, at present; but we love one another....”
“That has nothing to do with me; twelve hundred crowns is not enough.”
“And then I make a little in addition to my salary, and Louisa knows that my heart....”
“Don’t talk nonsense! How much in addition to your salary?”
He seized paper and pencil.
“And my feelings....”
“How much in addition to your salary?”
And he drew hieroglyphics on the blotting paper.
“Oh! We’ll get on well enough, if only....”
“Are you going to answer my question or not? How much in addition to your salary? Figures! figures, my boy! Facts!”