He's going up to-morrow, just to choose the engagement ring.

He says he can't trust to an order; that he must go and choose one worthy of me." "Oh! it's plain enough that that game is all in your hands, as to him, Lillie; but, Lil, what will your Cousin Harry say to all this ?" "Well, of course he won't like it; but I can't help it if he don't.
Harry ought to know that it's all nonsense for him and me to think of marrying.

He does know it." "To tell the truth, I always thought, Lil, you were more in love with Harry than anybody you ever knew." Lillie laughed a little, and then the prettiest sweet-pea flush deepened the pink of her cheeks.
"To say the truth, Belle, I could have been, if he had been in circumstances to marry.

But, you see, I am one of those to whom the luxuries are essential.

I never could rub and scrub and work; in fact, I had rather not live at all than live poor; and Harry is poor, and he always will be poor.