I should like a man with some deep, impenetrable darkness around him; something one could always keep wondering about.

Besides, think what clashing of wills there would have been! My uncle was very short-sighted in his plan; but I don't think he thought so much about the fitness of our characters and ways, as the fitness of our fortunes!" "For shame, Erminia! No one cares less for money than Mr.Buxton!" "There's a good little daughter-in-law elect! But seriously, I do think he is beginning to care for money; not in the least for himself, but as a means of aggrandizement for Frank.

I have observed, since I came home at Christmas, a growing anxiety to make the most of his property; a thing he never cared about before.

I don't think he is aware of it himself, but from one or two little things I have noticed, I should not wonder if he ends in being avaricious in his old age." Erminia sighed.
Maggie had almost a sympathy with the father, who sought what he imagined to be for the good of his son, and that son, Frank.

Although she was as convinced as Erminia, that money could not really help any one to happiness, she could not at the instant resist saying: "Oh! how I wish I had a fortune! I should so like to give it all to him." "Now Maggie! don't be silly! I never heard you wish for anything different from what _was_ before, so I shall take this opportunity of lecturing you on your folly.