people who have--"

"Not two hundred pounds invested--no, nor yet a hundred."

"Well, I don't wish to offend them, I'll say small incomes. They are
all devoured with envy, and all they think of is what goes on at the
Manor House."

"A lot of penniless young jackanapeses. Every morning I see them at
the station watching me over the tops of their newspapers."

"You must understand, Hester, poor James up in London, toiling, not
knowing what is going on in his own home; feasting and pleasure going
on morning, noon, and, I may say, night, for when James returned home
unexpectedly about ten o'clock at night, he found them--how many were
there?"

"About a dozen, the others had gone."

"Feasting, drinking his champagne--his very best."

"The last few bottles of '34 port were drunk; the peaches, that the
gardener has been forcing so carefully for months past, were all
eaten. I returned home unexpectedly; I had intended to spend the night
in London--you know I went there to see about starting Willy on the
Stock Exchange; he has drawn three thousand more out of the
distillery; I hope he won't lose it. Well, I met Berkins in Pall Mall,
and he said if I would return by the late train that he would spend
the night here, and we would go up to town together in the morning. I
suspected nothing; I went into my dining-room, and there I found them