She is just the sort of girl to say 'Yes' to him because she was told to say 'No.'" "You seem to have studied her," says the professor quietly.
"Well, I confess I have seen a good deal of her of late." "And to some purpose.

Your knowledge of her should lead you to making a way out of this difficulty." "I have thought of one," says Hardinge boldly, yet with a quick flush.
"You are her guardian.

Why not arrange another marriage for her, before this affair with Sir Hastings goes too far." "There are two parties to a marriage," says the professor, his tone always very low.

"Who is it to whom you propose to marry Miss Wynter ?" Hardinge, getting up, moves abruptly to the window and back again.
"You have known me a long time, Curzon," says he at last.

"You--you have been my friend.