Decent, unpretentious folks, somewhat new, but with loads of money.
To have married a girl who cared only for his money; that would have been dire enough.
Some one said the other day, "Ennui is a disease that comes from living on other people's money."
Well, I'm buying and she's selling, and we'll have that money back.
Will you take care of some money for me until I get a chance to deposit it in the savings bank?
I would have spoken about it at first, but then I had no money, and didn't know when I should have any.
He ain't been run over—he's gone broke-lost all our money; every last cent.
"I am sure some of the old man's money is here," he said to himself.
"It makes no difference to you where I got it," said our hero, returning the money to his pocket.
I tell you he's alive and well, only he's lost your money and Pish's and mine and his own.