‘Well, Trot,’ she began, ‘what do you think of the proctor plan? Or have you not begun to think about it yet?’
‘I have thought a good deal about it, my dear aunt, and I have talked a good deal about it with Steerforth. I like it very much indeed. I like it exceedingly.’
‘Come!’ said my aunt. ‘That’s cheering!’
‘I have only one difficulty, aunt.’
‘Say what it is, Trot,’ she returned.
‘Why, I want to ask, aunt, as this seems, from what I understand, to be a limited profession, whether my entrance into it would not be very expensive?’
‘It will cost,’ returned my aunt, ‘to article you, just a thousand pounds.’
‘Now, my dear aunt,’ said I, drawing my chair nearer, ‘I am uneasy in my mind about that. It’s a large sum of money. You have expended a great deal on my education, and have alway
