But you, my dear, have been better brought up.

No books are worth buying till they have stood the criticism of a whole generation at least.

Never buy new books, my dear." "I won't," said Iris.

"But, you dear old man, what have you got in your head to-night?
Why in the world should we talk about getting rich ?" "I was only thinking," he said, "that perhaps, you might be so much happier--" "Happier?
Nonsense! I am as happy as I can be.

Six pupils already.