“No.”
“I'll speak to Norman,” cried Mrs. Lloyd, quickly. “I know he would do it for me.”
“But even then, Aunt Lizzie, there is the aunt in the asylum, and the child, and—”
“Your uncle will pay you more.”
“It isn't altogether that; in fact, it isn't that at all which is at the bottom of the difficulty. The difficulty is with Ellen herself. She will never consent to my marrying her, and having to support her family, while matters are as now. You don't know how proud she is, Aunt Lizzie.”
“She is a splendid girl.”
“As far as I am concerned I would marry the whole lot on a little more than I have now, but she would not let me do it. There's nothing to do but to wait.”
“Perhaps the aunt will get well and her husband will come back; and I will see, anyway, if Norman won't give her father work,” said Mrs. Lloyd.
“I think you had better not, Aunt Lizzie.”
“Why not, Robert?”