Well, Clara wanted to buy him.

He hasn't any money, and as a banker's heiress she is as rich as a Jew.

But he wouldn't have her." "Why wouldn't he ?" asked Lady Garvington, waking up--she had been reflecting about a new soup which she hoped would please her husband.
"Clara has quite six thousand a year, and doesn't look bad when her maid makes her dress in a proper manner.

And, talking about maids, mine wants to leave, and--" "She's too like Boadicea," interrupted Mrs.Belgrove, keeping her companion to the subject of Miss Greeby.

"A masculine sort of hussy.
Noel is far too artistic to marry such a maypole.