"What do you intend doing?" Arnold at length asked, looking his friend in the face.
"I wish you would answer that question for me, for it's more than I can do," was the gloomy response.
"You must endeavour to rise in the world. It will never do to bring Constance down to the comparatively mean condition in which a clerk with a small salary is compelled to live."
"That I know, too well. But how am I to prevent it? That is what drives me almost beside myself."
"You must hit upon some expedient for making money fast."
"I know of no honest expedients."
"I think that I do."
"Name one."
"Do you know Hardville?"
"Yes."