Let me see--how much will it come to?
You are the best head going for arithmetic, Aunt Hilary.

Do reckon it all up ?" She did so; and the sum total made Ascott open his eyes wide.
"Upon my soul I had no idea it was so much.

I'm very sorry, but I seem fairly cleaned out this quarter--only a few sovereigns left to keep the mill going.

You shall have them, or half of them, and I'll owe you the rest.

Here!" He emptied on the table, without counting, four or five pounds.
Hilary took two, asking him gravely "If he was sure he could spare so much?
She did not wish to inconvenience him." "Oh, not at all; and I wouldn't mind if it did; you have been good aunts to me." He kissed her, with a sudden fit of compunction, and bade her good-night, looking as if he did not care to be "bothered" any more.
Hilary retired, more sad, more hopeless about him than if he had slammed the door in her face, or scolded her like a trooper.