"We ask HIM even less." "Then how do we know ?" She was weary of explaining.

"Because that's just why he hates it." There was no end however, apparently, to what Edward could take.

"But hates what ?" "Why, not liking her." Edward kept his back to the fire and his dead eyes on the cornice and the ceiling.

"I shouldn't think it would be so difficult." "Well, you see it isn't.

Mr.Longdon can manage it." "I don't see what the devil's the matter with her," he coldly continued.
"Ah that may not prevent--! It's fortunately the source at any rate of half Mr.Longdon's interest." "But what the hell IS it ?" he drearily demanded.
She faltered a little, but she brought it out.