"Don't use that ridiculous word 'lend,' when you know there's no probability of your ever repaying it, even if you should be able."
"Have your own way, Helen."
"I will give you fifty dollars, though in justice to my boy I ought not to do so."
"Fifty dollars!" repeated Dick, chagrined. "Why, that don't pay me for coming East."
"You are right. You would have done better to stay where you were."
"You don't seem to consider, Helen, that we hadn't met for years, and I wanted to see my only sister."
"Suppose I had had no money, would you have come then?" asked Mrs. Kent, with contemptuous incredulity.
"No; I couldn't have afforded it. But, Helen, fifty dollars is nothing at all. You might say a hundred."
"I might say a hundred, but there is no chance that I shall. Are you not ashamed—a great, strong man, as you are—not to be able to support yourself and wife without help from me?"
"Luck's been agin me," said Dick, sullenly. "I could have got ahead but for that."