You must allow me to defray my own expenses as I would in a good family pension.

I will put the trifling sum in your pocketbook once a month, and you will have a little more for your poor--one cannot have too much for them." "I am simply petrified," murmured Pilar, "that you can take such a thing into consideration ?" "It is the one condition on which I stay here," returned Wilhelm firmly.
"What a dreadful proud boy you are! You will not accept a thing from me, and I told you yesterday that I would never be too proud to share your possessions with you.

And if you had married me, you would no doubt have scorned to touch my dowry, and wanted to pay me for your board too." "Dear heart, I imagine the question is settled between us, and never to be discussed again.

I simply cannot live free of expense in the house of my--" "Your wife," she broke in hastily.
"Of my--wife." "Very well," she said, resigning herself, "you must have your own way, I suppose.

But explain to me, my Teutonic philosopher, how comes it that so high-bred a body and so noble a mind can contain a corner holding such a tradesman's idea?
How can one make these commonplace calculations when one is in love?
Are you Germans all like that, or is it an inherited weakness in your family ?" "In my family," he answered simply, and without a trace of bitterness, "as far back as I know of (though that is certainly not anything like as far as your ancestor, the first knight of San Iago), we have always worked for our living, and owed all to our own industry.