In an instant Will was close to her and had his arms round her, but she drew her head back and held his away gently that she might go on speaking, her large tear-filled eyes looking at his very simply, while she said in a sobbing childlike way, “We could live quite well on my own fortune⁠—it is too much⁠—seven hundred a-year⁠—I want so little⁠—no new clothes⁠—and I will learn what everything costs.”