I've other views for Isobel.

Do you think I want to see her married to--to--the son of a fellow like that--a canting snuffler who prigs letters and splits on his own son ?" and swinging the fat finger round he thrust it almost into the face of Mr.Knight.
"What did you say ?" gasped Godfrey.

"That I am a fortune-hunter ?" "Yes, that's what I said, and I'll repeat it if you like." "Then," went on Godfrey, speaking in a thick, low voice, for now his temper had mastered him thoroughly, "I say that you are a liar.

I say that you are a base and vulgar man who has made money somehow and thinks that this justifies him in insulting those who are not base or vulgar, because they have less money." "You infernal young scamp," shouted Sir John in a roar like to that of an angry bull.

"Do you dare to call me a liar?
Apologise at once, or----" and he stopped.
"I do not apologise.