"True, my dear, very true." He said, swirling the liquid in his glass and watching the ripples. "And that could be very very useful for us. For any possibly children that will need to be sent to the best schools England has to offer." He paused, taking a sip, and looking back at her, "But we shall see. After all, old men can grow easily jealous and mistake their wife's hard work for a true affair."
"I should hope one day you would be. Otherwise who would we leave our money to, my dear?" He asked, "Assuming that we did marry."
"Tall, dark, handsome?" He laughed, smiling. "Ah, Sebastian will be joining us soon then, no doubt with some money from that bank manager of his." He said, sitting up and leaning his arms on the table top. "What else do they say, Beth?"