You own that you have been worried--overworked--worried about money matters, perhaps.

I know that gentlemen are generally subject to that kind of annoyance; and you know how rich I am, how little employment I have for my money, though you can never imagine how worthless and useless it seems to me.

Why won't you trust me?
why won't you let me be your banker ?" She blushed crimson as she made this offer, dreading that the man she loved would turn upon her fiercely in a passion of offended pride.

She sat before him trembling, dreading the might of his indignation.
But there was no anger in John Saltram's face when he looked round at her; only grief and an expression that was like pity.
"The offer is like you," he said with suppressed feeling; "but the worries of which I spoke just now are not money troubles.

I do not pretend to deny that my affairs are embarrassed, and have been for so long that entanglement has become their normal state; but if they were ever so much more desperate, I could not afford to trade upon your generosity.