I say, isn't there anything to be done to prevent a divorce?
Why is he so beastly keen on it ?" "Hush, my dear!" murmured Emily; "we're keeping it from your grandfather." James' voice sounded from the other end.
"What's that?
What are you talking about ?" "About Val's college," returned Emily.

"Young Pariser was there, James; you remember--he nearly broke the Bank at Monte Carlo afterwards." James muttered that he did not know--Val must look after himself up there, or he'd get into bad ways.

And he looked at his grandson with gloom, out of which affection distrustfully glimmered.
"What I'm afraid of," said Val to his plate, "is of being hard up, you know." By instinct he knew that the weak spot in that old man was fear of insecurity for his grandchildren.
"Well," said James, and the soup in his spoon dribbled over, "you'll have a good allowance; but you must keep within it." "Of course," murmured Val; "if it is good.

How much will it be, Grandfather ?" "Three hundred and fifty; it's too much.

I had next to nothing at your age." Val sighed.