You must want money.

Oh, it's absurd; it drives me mad! To think that nearly every penny I possess is yours.

But tell me what I'm to do, Wilfred." "Nothing for me--that is directly," said Mr.Clendon.

"Don't say any more about myself.

I am touched by your generosity--yes, generosity, Talbot; for I feel that you have every reason, every right, to turn upon me and upbraid me for presenting myself after all this time, for harrowing you with the knowledge of my existence.