"And where does Miss Dunbar come into this arrangement?
Is she not to have any money at all ?" "My widow, should I die first, will be paid an annuity from my estate.
But while Mees Lucy is my wife, _I_ will buy all that she needs.

I will delight to dress her, to feed her well.

With discretion, of course.

For there are many channels into which my income must flow.
But I will not be a niggardly husband to her! No, no!" cried the little man in a glow.
"That is very kind of you.

But she will not have any of her own money to spend?
In her own purse?
To fling into the gutter if she chooses ?" The prince laughed gayly.