Oh, why am I not a millionaire?
Then I'd stand you all dinner at the 'Carlton.'" He was silent a moment, then went on quickly: "I shall have to make money somehow.

A man can't marry on my screw as a secretary, you know." Diana hastily concealed a smile.
"I didn't know you were contemplating matrimony," she observed.
"I'm not"-- reddening a little.

"But--well, one day I expect I shall.
It's quite the usual sort of thing--done by all the best people.

But it can't be managed on two hundred a year! And that's the net amount of my princely income." "But I thought that your people had plenty of money ?" "So they have--trucks of it.

Coal-trucks!"-- with a debonair reference to the fact that Leigh _pere_ was a wealthy coal-owner.