What a pity--what a thousand pities that people were not ordained to marry at seventy or so!" "We have thought well," said Arnold.

"Iris has faith in me." "Then, young man, I have nothing to say.

Iris will marry to please herself, and I pray that she may be happy.

As for you, I like your face and manners, but I do not know who you are, nor what your means may be.

Remember that I am poor--I am so poor--I can tell you all now, that to-morrow we shall--well, patience--to-morrow I shall most likely have my very stock seized and sold." "Your stock sold?
Oh, grandfather!" cried Iris; "and you did not tell me! And I have been so happy." "Friend," said Lala, "was it well to hide this from me ?" "Foolish people," Mr.Emblem went on, "have spread reports that I am rich, and have saved money for Iris.