He turned toward her.
"Do you vote against me?"
"Yes."
"Don't, please," he said, looking at her.
She met his eye calmly for a moment, then looked at her sister.
"Do you think it a decent thing to do?" she asked; "our making plans to live on Mr. Edgerton?"
"Good heavens!" he said impatiently, "my being part of a family combination isn't going to alter your success in any way."
"Your name makes it sure."
"Your youth and beauty and good breeding make it sure. My name has nothing to do with it."
"Then why do you propose it?"