"I'm afraid I'm a long way from doing that."
"No doubt you think so. But there now, I'm afraid my tongue is going on too fast. What I particularly want to know is how you are going to manage this business?"
"I think I can manage very well if I have a little more capital, and if no other way opens up I can have my sister's money."
"Will you let me ask a favour?"
"Of course I will. You know that."
"And won't be offended?"
"How could I be?"
"I want you to let me open the way for you. You have asked God to open up the way for you, let God answer your prayer through me."
"Do you mean it?" in great astonishment.
"Yes. Perhaps you think a poor old mangle-woman could not have a banking-account, but I have"—this with a pleasant ring of laughter. "There now, what do you think of that? I've just got three hundred pounds in the savings bank. Will that be enough?"