With his prudence we all thought he must have some investments, but we could discover none." "Have you got any money in the house ?" asked the tramp, with seeming abruptness.
"Why do you ask ?" returned the widow, alarmed.

"Surely, you would not rob me ?" "No, I don't want to rob you.

I want to sell you something." "I don't care to buy.

It takes all our money for necessary expenses." "You don't ask what I have to sell." "No, because I cannot buy it, whatever it may be." "It is--a secret," said the tramp.
"A secret!" repeated Mrs.Barclay, bewildered.
"Yes, and a secret worth buying.

Your husband wasn't so poor as you think.