He couldn't go on for a minute, and Mr.
Lanley rose to his feet.
"Good Lord! good Lord!" he said, "that was dishonorable! Can't you see that that is dishonorable, to marry her on the sly when we trusted her to go about with you--" "O Papa, never mind about the dishonorableness," said Adelaide.

"The point is"-- and she looked at Wayne--"that they were building their elopement on something that turned out to be a fraud.

That doesn't make one think very highly of your judgment, Mr.Wayne." "I made a mistake, Mrs.Farron." "It was a bad moment to make one.

You have worked three years with this firm and never suspected anything wrong ?" "Yes, sometimes I have--" Adelaide's eyebrows went up.
"Oh, you have suspected.

You had reason to think the whole thing might be dishonest, but you were willing to run away with Mathilde and let her get inextricably committed before you found out--" "That's irresponsible, sir," said Lanley.