"They ought to satisfy me. But they don't. I suppose I'm ambitious. We both are. And we hadn't much of a springboard." She glanced over his shoulder at the cramped little garden with an air of reference in her gesture.
"I should think you could do anything if you wanted to," said Kipps.
"As a matter of fact I can't do anything I want to."
"You done a good deal."
"What?"
"Well, didn't you pass one of these here University things?"
"Oh! I matriculated!"
"I should think I was no end of a swell if I did, I know that."
"Mr. Kipps, do you know how many people matriculate into London University every year?"
"How many then?"