He knew what she was thinking--Dr.Schulze's "unorthodox" views, to put it gently; the notorious fact that his daughters did not frown on them; the family's absolute lack of standing from the point of view of reputable Saint X.
"Well," said his mother finally, and without looking at her big, handsome son, "I suppose you're set on it." "Set--that's precisely the word," replied Arthur.

"We're only waiting for your consent and her father's." "_I_ ain't got anything to do with it," said she, with a pathetic attempt at a smile.

"Nor the old doctor, either, judging by the look of the young lady's eyes and chin.

I never thought you'd take to a strong-minded woman." "You wouldn't have her _weak_-minded, would you, mother ?" "There's something between." "Yes," said he.

"There's the woman whose mind is weak when it ought to be strong, and strong when it ought to be weak.