His wife's speculations, when they worked in concert, used often to frighten him.

He never sent out his capital without a pang, and only because he dared not question her superior judgment and will.

He began now to lend no more: he could not let the money out of his sight.

His sole pleasure was to creep up into his room, and count and recount it.

When Billings came into the house, Hayes had taken a room next to that of Wood.