"They are not your money-bags."
"They will be — if I prove successful."
"And how will you prove successful?"
"Why!" — said Rufus, — "what a question! —"
"I wish you would answer it nevertheless — not to me, but to yourself."
Whether Rufus did or not, the answer never came out. He paced the floor again; several times made ready to speak, and then checked himself.
"So you are entirely against me, —" he said at length.
"I am not against you, Will; — I am for you."
"You don't approve of my plan."
"No —I do not."