It is altogether absurd, Mr.Hine, that a young gentleman who will eventually inherit a quarter of a million should have to scrape through meanwhile on three pounds a week.

I put it on a higher ground.

It is bad for the State, Mr.Hine, and you and I, like good citizens of this great empire, must consider the State.

When this great fortune comes into your hands you should already have learned how to dispose of it." "Oh, I could dispose of it all right," interrupted Mr.Hine with a chuckle.

"Don't you worry your head about that." Mr.Jarvice laughed heartily at the joke.