'You might do worse.'
Vi turned on me.
'You mean that he might marry me. Douglas, you are at times so sweet. You needn't be afraid; I'll be no clog on him.'
'I'll make you marry me. You promised that you would; I imagine you are not prepared to deny it. I'll make you keep your word.'
'You'll make me! Indeed! My dear Reggie, it's news to me to learn that I'm the kind of person who can be made to do anything.'
'Good children, pray don't argue. In anticipating the very worst, we may be destined to suffer disappointment. In the first place, I am extremely doubtful if it was Twickenham; though Edith isn't. But then she didn't see him, and I did; so, of course, she knows. Even granting it was Twickenham, during fifteen years he may have altered. He may have become the most generous and delightful soul alive. In any case, he will have plenty. He can hardly refuse assistance to his only brother.'
'He won't dare to give me nothing. Especially when he knows the hole I'm in.'
'Dare!' Edith smiled. 'Twickenham dare do anything. Particularly in the way of making himself disagreeable.'
'O Lord! Don't talk like that. As Douglas says, during fifteen years he may have altered.'
'Can the Ethiopian change his skin?'