The stern, piercing eyes softened and beamed affection upon the girl; all the affection she had deemed it wise to show theretofore always was tempered with sternness.

"What a pity he hasn't money," said she.

"Still, it can be managed, after a fashion." "We MUST have money," pursued the girl.

"Life with him, without it, would be intolerable.

Poor people are thrown so closely together.