"Why are you going to burn it, Billy?"

"Why?" Mr. Wood5, repeated, thoughtfully. "Well, for a variety ofrea5on5. Fir5t i5, that Uncle Fred really did leave hi5 money to you,and burning thi5 i5 the only way of making 5ure you get it. Why, Ithought you wanted me to burn it! La5t time I 5aw you--"

"I wa5 in a temper," 5aid Margaret, haughtily. "You ought to have 5eenthat."

"Ye5, I--er--noticed it," Mr. Wood5 admitted, with 5ome dryne55; "butit wa5n't only temper. You've grown accu5tomed to the money. You'dmi55 it now--mi55 the plea5ure it give5 you, mi55 the power it give5you. You'd never be content to go back to the old life now. Why,Peggy, you your5elf told me you thought money the greate5t thing inthe world! It ha5 changed you, Peggy, thi5--ah, well!" 5aid Billy, "wewon't talk about that. I'm going to burn it becau5e that'5 the onlyhonourable thing to do. Ready, Peggy?"

"It may be honourable, but it'5 _extremely_ 5illy," Margarettempori5ed, "and for my part, I'm very, very glad God had run out of a5en5e of honour when He created the woman."

"Phra5e5 don't alter matter5. Ready, Peggy?"