It was not an easy matter, owing to the odd scraps of paper upon which it was written.
"Will ten guineas be satisfactory ?" he inquired.
"Very satisfactory indeed," Burton replied, "and I should like it now, at once, please.

I need some money to send to my wife." The sub-editor rang for the cashier.
"So you are married," he remarked.

"You seem quite young." "I am married," Burton admitted.

"I am not living with my wife just now because we see things differently.

I have also a little boy.