I have seen in my own family that horrible mixture, Gentility and Poverty.

In our class of life, poverty is not only poverty, it is misery, and meanness as well.

My income dies with me.

My daughter and her children shall not go back to the misery and meanness out of which I have struggled.

They shall be secured against it by law, before she marries, or she shall marry under her father's curse." Then Grace was frightened, and said she should never marry under her father's curse; but (with a fresh burst of weeping) what need was there to send Henry away without seeing her, and letting them comfort each other under this sudden affliction?
"Ah, I was too happy this morning," said the poor girl.