"Well, that's all over," said Clara, to herself. "I should be a fool to marry such a stupid gawky, unless he could settle money upon me. I don't mean to throw myself away just at present."
"Well, Clara, I have had an offer for your hand," said her father, as she entered his presence.
"Well?"
"I said what you told me, and found he could not comply with the conditions."
"So you refused the honor of a son-in-law?"
"Yes."
"That was right."
"He said he was expecting a legacy of ten thousand dollars in a year or two."
"All humbug, papa. I don't believe a word of it."