Not that I minded; I had pots of money--it's been my curse.

Never had to do a day's work in my life.
He pulled up short at that, pawned his watch, and refused to take another crust of bread, and left me without a penny in his pocket.

I only heard once of him afterwards.

He wrote to enclose a five-pound note." "Have you got his letter?
Can you remember where he wrote from ?" asked Roger excitedly.
"I don't believe there was a letter.

The note was wrapped up in an old play-bill of some strolling company of actors.