And of course I haven't a dress fit to be seen in for the wedding.' 'Why then, get a dress.

How much will it cost ?' He went to a writing-table, unlocked a drawer, and took out a cheque-book.

'Now then,' he said, half jestingly, half in earnest, 'what is it to be?
Anything you like to say--I'll write it.' 'As if I wanted money!' 'I can give you that.

I don't see what else I can do.

It isn't to be despised.' 'No, you can do nothing else,' she said, pressing each cheek with her handkerchief before putting it away.