Dear Lily, I think I found an angel when I found you.

But now about this business.

Perhaps I'd better tell you everything." "Oh, yes, tell me everything." "But then you mustn't misunderstand me.

And if I talk about money, you mustn't suppose that it has anything to do with my love for you." "I wish for your sake that I wasn't such a little pauper." "What I mean to say is this, that if I seem to be anxious about money, you must not suppose that that anxiety bears any reference whatever to my affection for you.

I should love you just the same, and look forward just as much to my happiness in marrying you, whether you were rich or poor.