"I mean that I have left Agnes my money, only on condition that she does _not_ marry Lambert.

She can marry any one else she has a mind to.

I except her cousin." "Because she loves him ?" "Yes, and because he loves her, d--n him." "He doesn't," cried Miss Greeby, lying fluently, and heartily wishing that her lie could be a truth.

"He loves me, and I intend to marry him.
Now you can understand what I meant when I declared that I had honor enough to keep your secret.

Lambert is my honor." "Oh, then I believe in your honor," sneered Pine cynically.