He bought his wife as many stiff silk gowns and gaudy Barlingford bonnets as she chose to sigh for.

He made a will, in which she was sole legatee, and insured his life in different offices to the amount of five thousand pounds.
"I'm the sort of fellow that's likely to go off the hooks suddenly, you know, Georgy," he said, "and your poor dad was always anxious I should make things square for you.

I don't suppose you're likely to marry again, my lass, so I've no need to tie up Lottie's little fortune.

I must trust some one, and I'd better confide in my little wife than in some canting methodistical fellow of a trustee, who would speculate my daughter's money upon some Stock-Exchange hazard, and levant to Australia when it was all swamped.

If you can't trust me, Georgy, I'll let you see that I can trust you", added Tom reproachfully.
Whereupon poor weak little Mrs.Halliday murmured plaintively that she did not want fortunes or life insurances, but that she wanted her husband to stay at home, content with the calm and rather sleepy delights of his own fireside.