Again and again he remained out to dinner without permission, and, finally, one afternoon quietly and stealthily cut his studies, slipped out of the house, and reappeared about dinner-time, excited, inclined to be boisterously defiant, admitting that he had borrowed enough money from a friend to go to a matinee with some other boys, and that he would do it again if he chose.
Also, to Kathleen's horror, he swore deliberately at table when Mr.
Tappan's name was mentioned; and Geraldine looked up with startled brown eyes, divining in her brother something new--something that unconsciously they both had long, long waited for--the revolt of youth ere youth had been crushed for ever from the body which encased it.
"Damn him," repeated Scott, a little frightened at his own words and attitude; "I've had enough of this baby business; I'm eighteen and I want two things: some friends to go about with freely, and some money to do what other boys do.

And you can tell Mr.Tappan, for all I care." "What would you buy with money that is not already provided for, Scott ?" asked Kathleen, gently ignoring his excited profanity.
"I don't know; there is no pleasure in using things which that fool of a Trust Company votes to let you have.

Anyway, what I want is liberty and money." "What would you do with what you call liberty, dear ?" "Do?
I'd--I'd--well, I'd go shooting if I wanted to.

I'd buy a gun and go off somewhere after ducks." "But your father's old club on the Chesapeake is open to you.

Shall I ask Mr.Tappan ?" "Oh, yes: I know," he sneered, "and Mr.Tappan would send some chump of a tutor there to teach me.