But he blames nobody except himself; and he's laying plans quite cheerfully for a career on a small income that really does not require the austerity and frugality he imagines.
"One thing is certain; the town house is to be sold.

My income is not sufficient to maintain it and Roya-Neh, and live as we do, and have anything left.

I don't yet know how far my fortune is involved, but I have a very unpleasant premonition that there is going to be much less left than anybody believes, and that ultimately we ought to sell Roya-Neh.
"However, it is far too early to speculate; besides, this family has done enough speculating for one generation.
"Dear, you ask about myself.

I am not one bit worried, sad, or apprehensive.

I am _better_, Duane.