"You want to make money, eh? and what will you do with the money when it is made?"
"Why, take care of mother and Betty, of course," said Jack, surprised at the question. "Isn't that what men always do with the money they make?—take care of their families, I mean."
"Well, I am afraid not always," said Lord Carresford, laughing; "don't you think that you may need a share for yourself?"
"Oh, not much," said Jack confidently. "You see, I shall always live with mother and Betty, and if they have things, why, of course I shall have them too. I don't want mother to give music lessons when I grow up, and Betty mustn't be a housekeeper, though she says she would like to be one."
"Have you a particular objection to housekeepers, then?"
"Oh, no, it isn't that, only I don't think—Lord Carresford, would you mind telling me something?"
"Not at all; what is it?"
"It's about ladies," said Jack, flushing; "English ladies I mean. They never work, do they?"
"Many of them do when it is necessary. There is nothing to be ashamed of in honest work, you know."
"Oh, I know there isn't. Mother works, and Lulu's aunt writes books. But I mean the kind of ladies who have lords for their relations—do they ever work?"