‘Will you really?’
‘I will. I’ll not say on such an errand as your own, because that requires a second thought or two; but I’ll reconnoitre, Master Cecil, I’ll reconnoitre.’
‘I suppose you know there is no money.’
‘I should think money most unlikely in such a quarter; and it’s better she should have none than a small fortune. I’m an old whist-player, and when I play dummy, there’s nothing I hate more than to see two or three small trumps in my partner’s hand.’
‘I imagine you’ll not be distressed in that way here.’
‘I’ve got enough to come through with; that is, the thing can be done if there be no extravagances.’
‘Does one want for more?’ cried Walpole theatrically.
‘I don’t know that. If it were only ask and have, I should like to be tempted.’
‘I have no such ambition. I firmly believe that the moderate limits a man sets to his daily wants constitute the real liberty of his intellect and his intellectual nature.’
‘Perhaps I’ve no intellectual nature, then,’ growled out Lockwood, ‘for I know how I should like to spend fifteen thousand a year. I suppose I shall have to live on as many hundreds.’