Ah! how proud _she_ would have been to hear you preach; it was always her dream, poor thing." "Let us think she _can_ hear me," said Robert.

"And I have got _you_ still; the proceeds of this living will help me to lodge you more comfortably." "You are very good, Robert.

I would rather see you spend it upon yourself; but, dear me, what a manager you must be to dress so beautifully as you do, and send your old father presents as you do, and yet put by fourteen hundred pounds to buy this living." "You are mistaken, sir, I have only saved four hundred; the odd thousand-- But that is a secret for the present." "Oh, I am not inquisitive.

I never was." They then chatted about things of no importance whatever, and the old gentleman was just lighting his candle to go to bed, when a visitor was ushered into the room.
The Penfolds looked a little surprised, but not much.

They had no street door all to themselves; no liveried dragons to interpose between them and unseasonable or unwelcome visitors.
The man was well dressed, with one exception; he wore a gold chain.