Not at all! So long as one can support oneself.

Nowadays, when every one strives and battles for money, there's a distinction in doing without it." Five minutes more, and they were in Oakley Crescent.

Rosamund paused before reaching the house in which she dwelt, took the camp-stool from her companion, and offered her hand for good-bye.

Only then did Warburton become aware that he had said nothing since that remark of hers about poverty; he had walked in a dream..