hate
you. And you shan't have the money, that's flat."
"I don't want it," said Billy. "I've been trying to tell you for the
last, half-hour I don't want it. In God's name, why can't you talk
like a sensible woman, Peggy?" I am afraid that Mr. Woods, too, was
beginning to lose his temper.
"That's right--swear at me! It only needed that. You do want the
money, and when you say you don't you're lying--lying--
lying
, do you