“It does.”
“I’ll ask Harry,” she said, flushing quickly.
“He’ll be glad to help you. He owes me seven pounds at the moment, and he pawned his microscope last week, because he was so broke.”
“You needn’t think you can frighten me by that. I’m quite capable of earning my own living.”
“It’s the best thing you can do. I don’t propose to give you a farthing more.”