And now I hope you're not going to forget your promise to me." "What promise ?" "That if you ever did get a stroke of luck, I should have a share of it--eh, Phil ?" Mr.Sheldon caressed his chin, and looked thoughtfully at the fire.
"If my wife lets me have the handling of any of her money, you may depend upon it I'll do what I can for you," he said, after a pause.
"Don't say that, Phil," remonstrated George.

"When a man says he'll do what he can for you, it's a sure sign he means to do nothing.
Friendship and brotherly feeling are at an end when it comes to a question of 'ifs' and 'cans.' If your wife lets you have the handling of any of her money!" cried the lawyer, with unspeakable derision; "that's too good a joke for you to indulge in with me.

Do you think I believe you will let that poor little woman keep custody of her money a day after she is your wife, or that you will let her friends tie it up for her before she marries you ?" "No, Phil, you didn't lay your plans for that." "What do you mean by my laying plans ?" asked the dentist.
"That's a point we won't discuss, Philip," answered the lawyer coolly.
"You and I understand each other very well without entering into unpleasant details.

You promised me a year ago--before Tom Halliday's death--that if you ever came into a good thing, I should share in it.
You have come into an uncommonly good thing, and I shall expect you to keep your promise." "Who says I am going to break it ?" demanded Philip Sheldon with an injured air.

"You shouldn't be in such a hurry to cry out, George.