“You know what I mean.”
“They aren’t cut like Walter’s?”
“That’s it. If I do say it, Walter always wears his clothes well.”
“They ought to wear well. They cost me enough. His bill at the tailor’s this spring——”
“I am not talking about the quality of his clothing.”
“Oh.”
“You know perfectly well what I mean.”
“Perhaps I do. You’re a little afraid that when Dan finds himself among a lot of boys who have been brought up in wealthy homes and who have doting mothers and perhaps very foolish fathers that he will mortify Walter by some of the things he does. I think I understand you.”
“I’m thinking of Dan just as much or more than I am of Walter,” protested Mrs. Borden. “He will be mortified by some things he’ll do for which he is not at all to blame.”
“Whose fault will it be?”