Reginald has nothing of his own.

He is my sister's son, and I loved her, and rather like the boy.

He has at present four hundred a year from me.

I will double it, on the condition that you at once make over ten thousand--not less; and let it be yes or no!--to be settled on your daughter and go to her children, independent of the husband--cela va sans dire.

Now you may speak, General.' The General spoke, with breath fetched from the deeps: 'Ten thousand pounds! Hem! Ten! Hem, frankly--ten, my lady! One's income--I am quite taken by surprise.