Much as I deplore her action, Wally, I don't know whether she's right or wrong, till you tell me.

Now, let's have it." "I will," the other answered; and he was as good as his word.

Realizing the prime futility of any subterfuge, or any misstatement of fact--which Catherine would surely discover and tell her father, and which would react against him--Waldron began at the beginning and narrated the entire affair, with every detail precisely accurate.

Nay, he even exaggerated the offensiveness of his conduct, at the Longmeadow Club, and in various ways gave the Billionaire to understand that he was a more serious offender than in truth he really was.

For, after all, the only real offense was the lack of any compatibility between the girl and himself--the total absence of love.
Flint listened carefully and with a judicial expression.