There is a limit to my patience.

Once and for all, Ronald, I tell you that I decidedly forbid any mention of such a marriage; it is degrading and ridiculous.

I forbid you to marry Dora Thorne; if you disobey me, you must bear the penalty." "And what would the penalty be ?" asked the heir of Earlescourt, with a coolness and calmness that irritated the father.
"One you would hardly wish to pay," replied the earl.

"If, in spite of my prayers, entreaties, and commands, you persist in marrying the girl, I will never look upon your face again.

My home shall be no longer your home.