I'm not going to quarrel with you whatever you may say, but you've no right to say it." Mr.Wharton, as he went away to Lincoln's Inn, bewailed himself because he knew that he was not hard-hearted.

What his sister-in-law had said to him in that respect was true enough.

If he could only rid himself of a certain internal ague which made him feel that his life was, indeed, a burden to him while his daughter was unhappy, he need only remain passive and simply not give the permission without which his daughter would not ever engage herself to this man.

But the ague troubled every hour of his present life.

That sister-in-law of his was a silly, vulgar, worldly, and most untrustworthy woman;--but she had understood what she was saying.
And there had been something in that argument about the Duchess of Omnium's parties, and Mr.Happerton, which had its effect.