"Because I saw another whom I liked better."
"She was richer, I suppose."
"How can you insinuate such a thing?" And Perkins laughed in a low, meaning chuckle.
"Ah, I perceive. Well, how much is she worth?"
"About a hundred thousand."
"Are you sure of her?"
"Certainly! The thing's all settled."
"You're a lucky dog, Perkins! But see here, what did you mean by the premium you talked of for bringing about a match between me and Miss Riston?"
"Oh, as to that, I was only jesting. But you haven't told me how you like the young lady yet."
"Oh, she'll do, I reckon," said Smith, tossing his head half contemptuously.