Not one jot!...

If she remains my adopted daughter she marries my son....

Wade, I'm haltered like the north star in that." "Belllounds, will you take a day to think it over ?" appealed Wade.
"Ahuh! But that won't change me." "Won't it change you to know that if you force this marriage you'll lose all ?" "All! Ain't that more queer talk ?" "I mean lose all--your son, your adopted daughter--his chance of reformin', her hope of happiness.

These ought to be all in life left to you." "Wal, they are.

But I can't see your argument.