My letter is to say that I shall trouble you no more in this world--and, as for the other world, who knows?
I brought some money back with me, from the goldfields.

It was not enough to be called a fortune--I mean the sort of fortune which might persuade your father to let you marry me.

Well! here in England, I had an opportunity of making ten times more of it on the turf; and, let me add, with private information of the horses which I might certainly count on to win.

I don't stop to ask by what cruel roguery I was tempted to my ruin.

My money is lost; and, with it, my last hope of a happy and harmless life with you comes to an end.