“«I shall be happy to consider it,» he said softly.
«Isabel's poor then. My mother tells me that she has but a few hundred dollars a year. I should like to make her rich.»
«What do you mean by rich?» «I call people rich when they're able to meet the requirements of their imagination.
Isabel has a great deal of imagination.»
«So have you, my son,» said Mr. Touchett, listening very attentively but a little confusedly.
«You tell me I shall have money enough for two. What I want is that you should kindly relieve me of my superfluity and make it over to Isabel.”