To hold his own against these mushroom fortunes, a Champdoce should possess millions.

Neither you nor I, my son, will see our coffers overflowing with millions, but our descendants will reap the benefit of our toil.

Our ancestors gained their name and glory by their determination; let us show that we are their worthy offspring." As he approached the subject which had occupied his mind entirely for years, the old noble's voice quivered and shook.
"I have done my duty," said he, calming himself by a mighty effort, "and it is now your turn to do yours.

You shall marry some wealthy heiress, and you shall bring up your son as I have reared and nurtured you.

You will be able to leave him fifteen millions; and if he will only follow in our footsteps, he will be able to bequeath to his heir a fortune that a monarch might envy.