"And what'll become of my father?"
"You'll leave him. If you don't, it will be the worse for you."
"How so?"
David merely frowned and made no answer.
"See here: if we go with my father," he resumed, "he will get some good position: I shall marry—"
"Not so soon as that?" I interrupted.
"Why not? I shall marry soon."
"You?"
"Yes, I; and why not?"
"Have you chosen your wife yet?"