But there is not." "I don't know that he wants help," said Mr.Haye.
"Why, he must, father! -- he can't live upon nothing; how much means do you suppose he has ?" "I met him at the chop-house the other day," said Mr.Haye; -- "he was eating a very good slice of roast beef.

I dare say he paid for it." "But he is struggling to make his way up into his profession," said Elizabeth.

"He _must_ be." "What must he be ?" said Rose.
"Struggling." "Perhaps he is," said Mr.Haye, "but he don't say so.

If I see him struggling, I will try what I can do." "Oh father! -- " "Why should Winthrop Landholm be helped," said Rose, "more than all the other young men who are studying in the city ?" "Because I know him," said Elizabeth, "and don't happen to know the others.

And because I like him." "I like him too," said her father yawning, "but I don't know anything very remarkable about him.