He scowled at her, narrowing his eyes. “You haven't been playing square with me, Mrs. Kilgour.”
“Call me Mother Kilgour, Dicky, just as you always have.”
“I won't stand for any more bluffing, Mrs. Kilgour. Kate has sworn to you that she will never marry me—now hasn't she?”
“But I can talk her around—you can win her back. I'll tell her it was my plan—I'll have courage to tell her later—”
“So you have been laying that crazy idea all to me?”
“But I'll get up courage to tell her some day—and your devotion will win her back—devotion always wins. You can—”
“Mrs. Kilgour, I know you pretty well. I repeat, I know you have always ducked out from under—that's your nature. But here's a thing you can't dodge. You've got to come to time. You know how I love Kate. There isn't any reason why she shouldn't marry me. There's no excuse for her holding me off the way she does. You've got to fix it for me—quick! Understand? This fluff talk about 'devotion' and 'some day' doesn't go. I want action. Now hold on! I don't mean to threaten—I've been square with you till now. Good gad, you don't realize what a price I've paid!”
“And now on top of your other insults you are going to twit me again because I have borrowed five thousand dollars from you. Oh, Dicky, I thought you were more of a gentleman?”
“Mrs. Kilgour, I have simply got to make you understand what I have done for you before you'll wake up and do something for me.”
“I appreciate what you did, Dicky. Honestly, I do. You save me from losing money on my stocks.”