DUPONT [furiously] Hold your tongue. You are heartless and undutiful. I did not expect this.
CAROLINE. Please don’t be angry, father.
DUPONT. Angry? Yes; I am angry, and I have good reason. [Striking the table] Damnation! This is too much! To have lived to be sixtytwo and be insulted like this. [He strides up and down the room].
CAROLINE. I thought I could—I have only disposed of part of the money.
DUPONT [stopping short] What?
CAROLINE. I have only disposed of part of the money.
DUPONT [mollified, becoming tenderly reproachful and coming to sit by her] My dear child, why didn’t you say so at once?
CAROLINE. You gave me no time.
DUPONT. How much is gone?