"All right—but it won't do any good."
He made no reply, except to turn immediately to the subject of her place of residence and her allowance.
"It is I believe understood that you will live mainly here—at
Maumsey."
"On the contrary!—I wish to spend a great part of the winter in
London."
"With Miss Marvell?"
"Certainly."
"I cannot, I am afraid, let you expect that I shall provide the money."
"It is my own money!"
"Not legally. I hate insisting on these things; but perhaps you ought to know that the whole of your father's property—everything that he left behind him, is in trust."
"Which means"—cried Delia, quivering again—"that I am really a pauper!—that I own nothing but my clothes—barely those!"