"I came because I thought you wanted something."
"You should have brought me money three days ago; I hate to be behindhand with my rent."
"Surely you ought to have had enough for that; you know how little money I possess...."
"Fiddle-de-dee! Ask that Laurence for some."
"I can not do that; you must see how impossible it is."
"There's nothing impossible where money is concerned. But no matter, take your own way."
"It is growing clear now," said Sybil.
"Time it did; you've made mistakes enough."
Sybil did not appear desirous of pursuing the conversation. She took out her purse, counted several gold pieces into her palm, while the woman watched her with covetous eyes.