dBooks desire

" Pen did not think it fit to tell his uncle all
the particulars of that courtship which had passed between himself and
the young lady.
"A man might go farther and fare worse, Arthur," the major said, still
looking queerly at his nephew.
"Her birth, sir; her father was the mate of a ship, they say; and she
has not money enough," objected Pen, in a dandyfied manner. "What's
ten thousand pound and a girl bred up like her?"
"You use my own words, and it is all very well. But, I tell you in
confidence, Pen--in strict honor, mind--that it's my belief she has a
devilish deal more than ten thousand pound: and from what I saw of her
the other day, and--and have heard of her--I should say she was a
devilish accomplished, clever girl: and would make a good wife with a
sensible husband."
"How do you know about her money?" Pen asked, smiling. "You seem to
have information about every body, and to know about all the town."
"I do know a few things, sir, and I don't tell all I know.


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