Her glance discerned this.
"Well, and what _are_ you going to do, ill fact ?" she asked.
"I'm hanged if I know, Mad; and there's the truth." He turned and regarded her with wide eyes, seriously perceptive of a blank horizon.
"I've asked him to let me have half the money, but he refuses even that.

His object is, of course, to compel me into the life of a Philistine.

I believe the fellow thinks it's kindness; I know my mother does.

She, of course, has as little faith in me as you have." Madeline did not resent this.

She regarded the floor for a minute, and, without raising her eyes, said: "Come here, Clifford." He approached.