She was on solid ground once more.
"I am afraid, Braden, that I cannot play fast and loose with a man as old as Mr.Thorpe," she said lightly.
He muttered an oath.

"Don't be a fool! What do you call your treatment of me?
Fast and loose! Good Lord, haven't you played fast and loose with me ?" "Ah, but you are young and enduring," she said.

"You will get over it.

He wouldn't have the time or strength to recover from the shock of--" "Oh, for God's sake, don't talk like that! What do you call yourself?
What--" He checked the angry words and after a moment went on, more quietly: "Now, see here, Anne, I'm through parleying with you.

I shall go on trying to prevent this marriage, but succeed or fail, I don't want to see your face again as long as I live.