Young people, nowadays, imagine that money is everything." "Yes," murmured Lord Henry, settling his button-hole in his coat; "and when they grow older they know it.

But I don't want money.

It is only people who pay their bills who want that, Uncle George, and I never pay mine.

Credit is the capital of a younger son, and one lives charmingly upon it.

Besides, I always deal with Dartmoor's tradesmen, and consequently they never bother me.