A WEALTHY ran was "turning down" a young suitor for his daughter's hand. my boy," he said, "but I couldn't possibly allow her to marry a man unless he earns at least £1,000 a year, That is the amount she costs me now."
"Well, look here, sir" the young man said earnestly, ^I earn £250, and my people allow me £290. What say if you allow me £500? I mean—why, I'm the very chap you want—Id be saving you round £500 a year!"
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