Give me your opinion, if you please.

I can ask you, who have always had money: when we have money, what do we do with it ?" "That depends." "What have you done with yours, seeing that it has not made you a miser or a prodigal?
For avarice dries up the heart, and prodigality drowns it--is that not so ?" "Fabricius could not have spoken more justly.

But in truth, my money has never been a burden to me." "How so?
Do you place it out at interest ?" "No; you know I have a tolerably handsome house; and that house composes the better part of my property." "I know it does." "So that you can be as rich as I am, and, indeed, more rich, whenever you like, by the same means." "But your rents,--do you lay them by ?" "No." "What do you think of a chest concealed in a wall ?" "I never made use of such a thing." "Then you must have some confidant, some safe man of business who pays you interest at a fair rate." "Not at all." "Good heavens! what do you do with it, then ?" "I spend all I have, and I only have what I spend, my dear D'Artagnan." "Ah! that may be.

But you are something of a prince; fifteen or sixteen thousand livres melt away between your fingers; and then you have expenses and appearances--" "Well, I don't see why you should be less of a noble than I am, my friend; your money would be quite sufficient." "Three hundred thousand livres! Two-thirds too much!" "I beg your pardon--did you not tell me ?--I thought I heard you say--I fancied you had a partner--" "Ah! _Mordioux!_ that's true," cried D'Artagnan, coloring; "there is Planchet.

I had forgotten Planchet, upon my life! Well! there are my three hundred thousand livres broken into.