"She has taken care to tell me so.

She will never marry you unless you get your uncle's money (and he is as likely to live to be a Methuselah as anyone I ever saw; the scandalous way in which he takes care of his health is really a byword!), but she will hold you on until----" "I asked you not to go on with this," says Rylton, interrupting he again.

"If you have nothing better to say to me than the abuse of Marian, I----" "But I have.

What is Marian, what is _anything_ to me except your marriage with Tita Bolton?
Maurice, think of it.

Promise me you will think of it.