I hate the whole idea." Mr.Paramor smiled again, became instantly grave, and said: "We shall want evidence of certain things, Have you got any evidence ?" Gregory ran his hand through his hair.
"I don't think there'll be any difficulty," he said.

"Bellew agrees--they both agree!" Mr.Paramor stared.
"What's that to do with it ?" Gregory caught him up.
"Surely, where both parties are anxious, and there's no opposition, it can't be difficult." "Good Lord!" said Mr.Paramor.
"But I've seen Bellew; I saw him yesterday.

I'm sure I can get him to admit anything you want!" Mr.Paramor drew his breath between his teeth.
"Did you ever," he said drily, "hear of what's called collusion ?" Gregory got up and paced the room.
"I don't know that I've ever heard anything very exact about the thing at all," he said.

"The whole subject is hateful to me.

I regard marriage as sacred, and when, which God forbid, it proves unsacred, it is horrible to think of these formalities.