There's no hurry." "I am not so sure of that.

Do you know, my dear boy"-- and she opened her purse, which contained a few shillings--"this is all the money we have in the world." "Nonsense," said Ascott, laughing.

"I beg your pardon," he added, seeing it was with her no laughing matter; "but I am so accustomed to be hard up that I don't seem to care.

It always comes right somehow--at least with me." "How ?" "Oh, I don't exactly know; but it does.

Don't fret, Aunt Hilary.