He rather amuses her, with his horse-racing, and drinking and gambling.

That kind of thing doesn't seem so bad to her.

She's so used to dealing with men that she makes allowances for them." "Then," he said quickly, with a smile, eager to escape through any loophole, "maybe she will make some allowances for me! For the purpose of allaying her anger we'll assume that I'm as wicked as Thatcher." "Well," she answered, gathering her strength for a final assault, "it doesn't look as simple as that to me.

Your first mistake was in getting her into any of your businesses and the second was in making it possible for Thatcher to annoy her by all this ugly publicity of a lawsuit.

And what do you think has happened on top of all this--_that girl is here_--here under this very roof!" "That girl--what girl ?" His opacity incensed her; she had been brooding over her aunt's renewed interest in Sylvia Garrison all day and his dull ignorance was the last straw upon nerves screwed to the breaking-point.