I have thirty pounds of my own." "And I have my old stocking, which contains nearly seventeen.

Say fifty in round numbers.

That will keep us going very comfortably for a month." "Ridiculous! It will last longer than that.

Oh!" "Well ?" "We mustnt go, after all.

I forgot _you_." "What of me ?" "Where will you go when I am married?
You cant live by yourself; and papa may not welcome you back if you take my part against him." "He would not, in any case; so it makes no difference to me.