"I don't suppose you understood what you were doing, but it was utterly irresponsible." "I think," said Adelaide, "that it finally answers the question as to whether or not you are too young to be married." "Mama, I will marry Pete," said Mathilde, trying to make a voice broken with sobs sound firm and resolute.
"Mr.Wayne at the moment has no means whatsoever, as I understand it," said Adelaide.
"I don't care whether he has or not," said Mathilde.
Adelaide laughed.

The laugh rather shocked Mr.Lanley.He tried to explain.
"I feel sorry for you, but you can't imagine how painful it is to us to think that Mathilde came so near to being mixed up with a crooked deal like that--Mathilde, of all people.

You ought to see that for yourself." "I see it, thank you," said Pete.
"Really, Mr.Wayne, I don't think that's quite the tone to take," put in Adelaide.
"I don't think it is," said Wayne.
Mathilde, making one last grasp at self-control, said: "They wouldn't be so horrid to you, Pete, if they understood--" But the muscles of her throat contracted, and she never got any further.
"I suppose I shall be thought a very cruel parent," said Adelaide, almost airily, "but this sort of thing can't go on, really, you know." "No, it really can't," said Mr.Lanley.

"We feel you have abused our confidence." "No, I don't reproach Mr.Wayne along those lines," said Adelaide.

"He owes me nothing.