I suppose he's told you who his father is and where he lives, and _I_ want to know too.

If I'm to get you out of the mess you're in you must help me." "I won't," gasped Lavinia between her sobs.

"I don't want to hear anything more about him or his father either.

I wish to forget both of them." "Humph! That won't be so easy as you'll find, you stubborn little fool.
Keep your mouth shut if you like.

I'll ferret out the truth without you." And stuffing the letter into her capacious pocket, Mrs.Fenton stalked out of the room and directly she was outside she turned the key in the lock.