I wouldn't for the world interfere with my son, Haredale, beyond a certain point.

The relationship between father and son, you know, is positively quite a holy kind of bond .-- WON'T you let me persuade you to take one glass of wine?
Well! as you please, as you please,' he added, helping himself again.
'Chester,' said Mr Haredale, after a short silence, during which he had eyed his smiling face from time to time intently, 'you have the head and heart of an evil spirit in all matters of deception.' 'Your health!' said the other, with a nod.

'But I have interrupted you--' 'If now,' pursued Mr Haredale, 'we should find it difficult to separate these young people, and break off their intercourse--if, for instance, you find it difficult on your side, what course do you intend to take ?' 'Nothing plainer, my good fellow, nothing easier,' returned the other, shrugging his shoulders and stretching himself more comfortably before the fire.

'I shall then exert those powers on which you flatter me so highly--though, upon my word, I don't deserve your compliments to their full extent--and resort to a few little trivial subterfuges for rousing jealousy and resentment.

You see ?' 'In short, justifying the means by the end, we are, as a last resource for tearing them asunder, to resort to treachery and--and lying,' said Mr Haredale.
'Oh dear no.