“You say you do not know anything about the source of my income. It may stop any time.”
“Well?”
“Then wouldn’t it be necessary for me to go to work?”
“You wouldn’t want to take money from me, then?” he snapped.
“Why, I—I—You say you’re not even my guardian. I’ve no reason to expect anything from you if the money stops coming. Isn’t that so?”
“Independent—eh?” he said, with a brief chuckle.
“I hope to be able to get along when I have to.”
“When you have to?”
“If I have to, then,” she said, nodding.
“Well! Maybe you’re right. No knowing what might happen,” he said, as though ruminating. “Say! Anybody ever talk to you about this money I have to spend on you?”