Don't trouble about my affairs; I shall pull through the difficult time." "Yes," exclaimed Iris, "with somebody else's help.

And _why_ should it be somebody else?
I'm not in such a position that I should be ruined if I lost a few hundred pounds.

I have money I can do what I like with.

If I want to have the pleasure of helping you, why should you refuse me?
You know very well--at least, I hope you do--that I should never have hinted at such a thing if we had been just ordinary acquaintances.
We're trying to be more sensible than everyday people.

And just when there comes a good chance of putting our views into practice, you draw back, you make conventional excuses.