You must marry or I'll stop your allowance.

You'll have to look to your mother for your dresses and hats and gee-gaws.

When I think of the thousands of dollars I've wasted on you--It's cheating--it's cheating! You have been stealing from me!" Madam Bowker's tone was almost unladylike; her ebon staff was flourishing threateningly.
Margaret started up.

"I warned you at the outset!" she cried.

"I took nothing from you that you didn't force on me.