“No, William, it is a proverb for the wise.”
“Be it for the wise or simple, as commonly, understood, it is no proverb for me. As poor plodder along the way of life, it were impossible for me to know content. So urge no farther, Robert. I am going out into the world a wealth-seeker, and not until wealth is gained do I purpose to return.”
“What of Ellen, Robert?”
The young man turned quickly towards his brother, visibly disturbed, and fixed his eyes upon him with an earnest expression.
“I love her as my life,” he said, with a strong emphasis on his words.
“Do you love wealth more than life, William?”
“Robert!”
“If you love Ellen as your life, and leave her for the sake of getting riches, then you must love money more than life.”
“Don't talk to me after this fashion. I love her tenderly and truly. I am going forth as well for her sake as my own. In all the good fortune that comes as a meed of effort, she will be the sharer.”
“You will see her before you leave us?”