"Your father doesn't know him. I do, and I say he has his good points."
"Are you very fond of him?"
"No—I'm not."
"Then why do you stick up for him so? You're quite angry."
"No—no, I'm not angry. But I hate to hear you speaking so harshly and—ignorantly."
"I have my ideals," said Tony, with a primitive attempt at loftiness. "A woman should have clearly defined ideals on morals and things."
Nigel could not suppress a smile.
"Certainly—but it's no good having ideals unless you're able to forgive the people who don't come up to 'em. Perhaps it isn't their fault—perhaps it's yours."
"Mine! What are you talking about? Are you trying to make out that I'm to blame for a man like Furlonger going to gaol?"