And I won't be bullied into selling to anyone.

I guess that is it, as much as anything." "My! how stubborn you must be." "I don't know why I have preached this sermon to you, Miss Colton, your sympathies in the fight are with your father, naturally." "Oh, no, they are not." I almost dropped the rod.
"Not--with--" I repeated.
"Not altogether.

They are with you, just at present.

If you had sold--if you had given in to Father, feeling as you do, I should not have any sympathy with you at all.

As it is--" "As it is ?" I asked eagerly--too eagerly.