“It seems that we have both reached the same goal, but by different roads.”
“You?” she answered, looking up; “at any rate you are not tired of money, or you would not do what you have done to get it.”
“I never cared for money itself,” he said. “I only wanted money that I might be rich and, therefore, respected.”
“And you think any means justifiable so long as you get it?”
“I thought so. I do not think so now.”
“I don’t understand you to-night, William. It is time for me to go to dress for dinner.”
“Don’t go just yet. I’m leaving in a minute.”
“Leaving? Where for?”
“London; I have to go up to-night about some business.”
“Indeed; when are you coming back?”