“You’ve got no right to abuse the man I love better than the whole world. Nothing you can say will make me change my mind.”
“You’re talking nonsense, and I think you’re a very disobedient and unaffectionate girl.”
“After all, it’s my business alone. It’s my happiness that is concerned.”
“How selfish you are! You don’t consider my happiness.”
“I’ve made up my mind to marry Bertram Railing. I’ve given him my solemn promise.”
“Women’s promises are made of pie-crust,” cried Canon Spratte, contemptuously.
Lady Sophia raised her eyebrows, but did not speak.
“I’m over twenty-one,” retorted Winnie defiantly, for she was not without some temper of her own. “And I’m my own mistress.”
“What do you mean by that, Winnie?”
“If you won’t give me your consent, I shall marry without.”