Fairy Gold

Mr. Augustus Teak. I have got reasons in my head that you don't dream of, Alf. Mr. Chase grunted and stole a side-glance at the small figure of his companion. All brains, you are, Gussie, he remarked. That's why it is you're so well off. Mr. Teak apologized. A rich woman, he repeated. She's been stinting me for twenty-nine years and saving the money--my money!--money that I have earned with the sweat of my brow. She has got over three hundred pounds!