"Is it anything very wrong?"
"Only in intention." She sipped her coffee before letting him have the full force of it. "He wants to marry her."
He felt some slight relief.
"Oh, then it's not—"
"No; not as far as he's concerned. As to her—well I presume that she's the usual type."
"Did he tell you himself?"
"He told me himself."
"His job at the bank pays him only two thousand dollars a year. Did he say what else he expected to marry on?"
"We didn't discuss that; but I suppose it would be what he expects you to give him."
"And if I don't give him anything?"