You mean about his habits.

If I answer you it is because I cannot be indifferent to what concerns him.
But before I answer I ask you this: Would your interest in his fortunes matter to him ?" She waited, head bent; then: "I don't know, Mr.Plank," very low.
"Did your interest in his fortunes ever concern him ?" "Yes, once." He looked at her sternly, his jaw squaring until his heavy under lip projected.

"Within my definition of friendship, is he your friend ?" "You mean he--" "No, I mean you! I can answer for him.

How is it with you?
Do you return what he gives--if there is really friendship between you?
Or do you take what he offers, offering nothing in return ?" She had turned rather white under the direct impact of the questions.
The jarring repetition of his voice itself was like the dull echo of distant blows.

Yet it never occurred to her to resent it, nor his attitude, nor his self-assumed privilege.