could live quite simply for a few months, and so set matters
straight. But now it is more serious. The bills come to more than a
hundred pounds; the biggest one is forty-two pounds to Snell and
Walker, the Conduit Street tailors. However, I am ordering my
marriage-suit from them, and that will keep them quiet. I have
enough on hand to pay most of the others. But we must not run short
upon our honeymoon--what an awful idea! Perhaps there may be some
cheques among our presents. We will hope for the best.

But there is a more serious thing upon which I want to consult you.
You asked me never to have any secrets from you, or else I should not
bother you about such things. I should have kept it for Saturday
when we meet, but I want you to have time to think about it, so that
we may come to some decision then.

I am surety to a man for an indefinite sum of money. It sounds
rather dreadful, does it not? But it is not so bad as it sounds, for
there is no harm done yet. But the question is what we should do in
the future about it, and the answer is not a very easy one. He is a
very pleasant fellow, an insurance agent, and he got into some
trouble about his accounts last year. The office would have
dismissed him, but as I knew his wife and his family, I became surety
that he should not go wrong again, and so I saved him from losing his
situation. His name is Farintosh. He is one of those amiable, weak,
good fellows whom you cannot help loving, although you never can
trust them. Of course we could give notice that we should not be
responsible any longer, but it would be a thunderbolt to this poor
family, and the man would certainly be ruined. We don't want to
begin our own happiness by making any one else unhappy, do we? But
we shall talk it over, and I shall do what you advise. You