You oughtn't to know anything about it.' 'How do you know ?' 'Never mind.

Is your three hundred a year safe ?' 'It's in Consols.' 'Very well.

If any one comes to you and recommends a better investment,--even if I should come to you,--don't you listen.

Never shift the money for a minute, and never lend a penny of it,--even to the red-haired girl.' 'Don't scold me so! I'm not likely to be foolish.' 'The earth is full of men who'd sell their souls for three hundred a year; and women come and talk, and borrow a five-pound note here and a ten-pound note there; and a woman has no conscience in a money debt.
Stick to your money, Maisie, for there's nothing more ghastly in the world than poverty in London.

It's scared me.