His regular wind-up of the business was (as I have said) that he went to Mr.Kenge's about midsummer to try how he liked it.
All this time he was, in money affairs, what I have described him in a former illustration--generous, profuse, wildly careless, but fully persuaded that he was rather calculating and prudent.

I happened to say to Ada, in his presence, half jestingly, half seriously, about the time of his going to Mr.Kenge's, that he needed to have Fortunatus' purse, he made so light of money, which he answered in this way, "My jewel of a dear cousin, you hear this old woman! Why does she say that?
Because I gave eight pounds odd (or whatever it was) for a certain neat waistcoat and buttons a few days ago.

Now, if I had stayed at Badger's I should have been obliged to spend twelve pounds at a blow for some heart-breaking lecture-fees.

So I make four pounds--in a lump--by the transaction!" It was a question much discussed between him and my guardian what arrangements should be made for his living in London while he experimented on the law, for we had long since gone back to Bleak House, and it was too far off to admit of his coming there oftener than once a week.

My guardian told me that if Richard were to settle down at Mr.Kenge's he would take some apartments or chambers where we too could occasionally stay for a few days at a time; "but, little woman," he added, rubbing his head very significantly, "he hasn't settled down there yet!" The discussions ended in our hiring for him, by the month, a neat little furnished lodging in a quiet old house near Queen Square.