“In my interests?” said she.
“Yours and your mother’s.”
“One hundred pounds?”
“Yes.”
“It seems a strange request.”
“It isn’t a request. If you haven’t confidence in me to the extent of one hundred pounds, I am not deeply concerned.”
“But you come like a storm, and speak like one.”
“On a purely business matter of your own—remember.”
“You were at the pains to come,” she said with a smile. “You cannot both care and not care.”
“I used the word ‘concern,’ you know.”