"You don't think I did wrong?"
"Wrong's a big word. You've done something foolish, and inconsiderate to me."
"What harm can the child do to you?"
"That depends upon what sort of 'child' she is! Perhaps you can give me a better account of her than the Evening Star gives!"
"I can't give you any," said Beverley, in a trembling voice, "except that she was the most pitiful thing I ever saw ... so young and desperate, lying in pools of blood."
"Which pools of blood you transferred to your new motor car, my present, that I thought you valued."
"Roger! What did the motor matter, compared with saving a life?"
"Saving a life wasn't in question. An ambulance would have been on the spot in a minute to take the girl to a hospital."
"She wouldn't have had love in a hospital. I felt it was for lack of love she'd tried to kill herself...."
"A girl who steals her companions' money can't expect to have their love...."