You're a good fellow--" he laughed--"and I thank you heartily." Iris winced at the "good fellow." "Why can't you consent to borrow ?" she asked, in a note of persistence.
"Would you refuse if Lady Ogram made such a suggestion ?" "Oh, Lady Ogram! That would depend entirely--" "But you must have money from somewhere," Iris urged, her manner becoming practical.

"I'm not rich enough to lend very much, but I could help you over a year, perhaps.

Wouldn't you rather go back to Rivenoak with a feeling of complete independence ?--I see what it is.

You don't really mean what you say; you're ashamed to be indebted to a woman.
Yes, I can see it in your face." "Look at the thing impartially," said Dyce, fidgetting in his chair.
"How can I be sure that I should ever be able to pay you back?
In money matters there is just that difference a man can go to work and earn; a woman generally can't do anything of the kind.

That's why it seems unjust to take a woman's money; that's the root of all our delicacy in the matter.