He must be genuinely in love with the nice English Girl.

And that's where I upset HIS apple-cart.
In fact, we are both in an IMPASSE.

I'm not eligible for his post and I shouldn't want it if I were.

To my mind marriage is only conceivable with a barbarian or a millionaire.

From the sordid atmosphere of English conjugality upon an income of anything less than an assured 5,000 pounds a year, good Lord deliver me! And you know my reasons for adding another clause to my litany.