"Many a man in his station in life is happy upon a thousand."
"A thousand! Why, my dear, there is not a man of his class in town that makes six hundred."
"George?"
"Well?"
"We must keep horses, and there is no room to build a stable on this place."
"No."
"Could we live here and keep the horses in the General's stables across the way, even if the place were turned into a park?"
"That is worth thinking of."
"And George?"
"Well, dear?"