"Unfortunately Phil didn't at all care for the exhibit because it happened that I had fallen in love with a man instead of a puppet. I could have told you coming to Dunbury was no earthly use if you had consulted me. Phil did not take to your plan, did he?"
"He did not."
"And he told you—he didn't care for me any more?" Carlotta's voice was suddenly a little low.
"He did not. In fact I gathered he was fair-to-middling fond of you still, in spite of your abominable behavior."
"Phil, didn't say I had behaved abominably Daddy. You know he didn't. He might think it but he wouldn't ever say it—not to you anyway."
"He didn't. That is my contribution and opinion. Carlotta, I wish to the
Lord Harry you would marry Philip Lambert!"
Carlotta's lovely eyes flashed surprise and delight before she lowered them.
"But, Daddy," she said. "He hasn't got very much money. And it takes a great deal of money for me."
"You had better learn to get along with less then," snapped Harrison Cressy. "I tell you, Carlotta, money is nothing—the stupidest, most useless, rottenest stuff in the world."
Carlotta opened her eyes very wide.