’You entirely mistake me,’ said Trecarrel, his blue eye becoming cold; he drew himself up, and began to point his moustache, whilst he looked Trampleasure over contemptuously. ’Do you dare to insinuate that I—a gentleman, a Trecarrel—am behaving otherwise than honourably? I love your daughter as much as I loved her at first; but you and I are men of the world, and we both know that love and onions are poor commodities on which to keep house. You are well aware what my circumstances are, for I have concealed nothing from you; and you must therefore know that I cannot, as a gentleman and a man of honour, invite a lady to share my future with me unless she be prepared to provide pepper and salt with which to season the onions.’ ’I know that. Orange is not penniless.’ ’No, but Patagonian bonds are not flourishing, Mr. Trampleasure.’ ’Who said that Orange would bring nothing else with her?’ ’You offered me five thousand pounds with her in securities which are worthless.’ ’I offered you those bonds before I knew they would depreciate so greatly. They may recover any day.’ ’I incline to wait for that day before setting up house with Miss Orange.’ ’Nonsense, Trecarrel. If you won’t take these bonds, you shall have some sounder stuff. I am a man of my word. I said I would give Orange five thousand pounds, and five thousand she shall have, the day she is married.’ ’In bonds?’ ’In shares, if you like, in one of the most promising of all ventures.’ ’In Ophir—no, thank you.’ ’You are a fool to refuse them. Why, man! have you read the "Cornucopia"? Have you seen the prospectus of the company?’ ’Mr. Trampleasure, I will have no paper at all. Give me with Orange the sum of five thousand down, and insure me five thousand more when you are dead, and I will ask her to name the day.’ ’You are mercenary.’ ’I am practical. You know that Trecarrel will support a bachelor—that is, keep him in mutton chops and fried potatoes, and a new coat twice a year. I will give you a sample of my penury. Whenever I have apple-tart for dinner, I think twice before I indulge myself with clotted cream over it. My circumstances will not allow me to support a wife and family. I am bound to look ahead, and to consider my wife’s interest as well as my own. I cannot offer her the humiliations of poverty.’ ’Well, well,’ said Tramplara, ’you shall have the money down.’ ’Your word?’ Tramplara held out his hand, ’I give it you.’ ’I should prefer it in black and white,’ said the Captain. ’You shall have it in yellow and white,’ said the old man. ’And now in return you shall grant me a favour—your name as a director of the Ophir Gold Mining Company.’ ’My name is Trecarrel,’ answered the Captain, freezingly. ’I know that well enough—that is why I want it.’ ’And that is precisely why you shall not have it.’ ’You refuse me this favour?’ ’Emphatically. I do not believe in Ophir.’