If I was to tell you, Caroline, that I'd come to think an awful lot of you, you wouldn't believe that, either.

I did hope that since our other misunderstandin' was cleared up, and you found I wa'n't what you thought I was, you'd come to me and ask questions afore passin' judgment; but perhaps--" And now she interrupted, bursting out at him in a blast of scorn which took his breath away.
"Oh, stop! stop!" she cried.

"Don't say any more.

You have insulted father's memory, and defended the man who slandered him.

Isn't that enough?
Why must you go on to prove yourself a greater hypocrite?
We learned, my brother and I, to-day more than the truth concerning your _friend_.