"I'm a gentleman's daughter," I broke in, weakly.
He smiled. "Oh yes; you're all gentlemen's daughters. Neither is there anything original in that."
"Mrs. Rossiter will tell you that my father was a judge in Canada—"
"The detail doesn't interest me."
"No, but it interests me. It gives me a sense of being equal to—"
"If you please! We'll not go into that."
"But I must speak. If I'm to marry Hugh you must let me tell you who I am."
"It's not necessary. You're not to marry Hugh. Let that be absolutely understood. Once you've accepted the fact—"
"I could only accept it from Hugh himself."
"That's foolish. Hugh will do as I tell him."