"Of course she is," said Plantagenet, lifting up his hand to his hair.
"And you are bound to do something for her."
"No; I am not bound. But I'm very willing,—if you wish it. Put the thing on a right footing."
"I hate footings,—that is, right footings. We can manage this without taking money out of your pocket."
"My dear Glencora, if I am to give my cousin money I shall do so by putting my hand into my own pocket in preference to that of any other person."
"Madame Goesler says that she'll sign all the papers about the Duke's legacy,—the money, I mean,—if she may be allowed to make it over to the Duke's niece."
"Of course Madame Goesler may do what she likes with her own. I cannot hinder her. But I would rather that you should not interfere. Twenty-five thousand pounds is a very serious sum of money."
"You won't take it."
"Certainly not."
"Nor will Madame Goesler; and therefore there can be no reason why these young people should not have it. Of course Adelaide being the Duke's niece does make a difference. Why else should I care about it? She is nothing to me,—and as for him, I shouldn't know him again if I were to meet him in the street."