The point before us is the girl's future." "It lies in your hands," was her sharp reply.
"No; in yours.

I have promised to look after Walter Murie." "But how can I act ?" she asked.

"The little hussy cares nothing for me--only sees me at table, and spends the whole of her day with her father." "Act as I suggested last week," was his rejoinder.

"If you did that the old man would turn her out of the place, and the rest would be easy enough." "But----" "Ah!" he laughed derisively, "I see you've some sympathy with the girl after all.

Very well, take the consequences.