What does money matter?
it simply makes people vulgar." "Nonsense, lassie; if a Carnegie runs down money, it's because he has got none and wishes he had.

If you and I had only a few hundreds a year over the half-pay to rattle in our pockets, we should have lots of little pleasures, and you might have lived in England, with all sorts of variety and comfort, instead of wandering about India with a gang of stupid old chaps who have been so busy fighting that they never had time to read a book." "You mean like yourself, dad, and V.C.and Colonel Kinloch?
Where could a girl have found finer company than with my Knights of King Arthur?
And do you dare to insinuate that I could have been content away from the regiment, that made me their daughter after mother died, and the army?
"Pleasure!" and Kate's cheek flushed.

"I 've had it since I was a little tot and could remember anything--the bugles sounding reveille in the clear air, and the sergeants drilling the new drafts in the morning, and the regiment coming out with the band before and you at its head, and hearing 'God save the Queen' at a review, and seeing the companies passing like one man before the General.
"Don't you think that's better than tea-drinking, and gossiping, and sewing meetings, and going for walks in some stupid little hole of a country town?
Oh, you wicked, aggravating dad.

Now, what more will money do ?" "Well," said the General, with much gravity, "if you were even a moderate heiress there is no saying but that we might pick up a presentable husband for you among the lairds.

As it is, I fancy a country minister is all you could expect.
"Don't.