Milvain will do anything that's asked of him, provided he's well enough paid.' Marian reflected.

When she raised her eyes again they were perfectly calm.
'What has led you to think that ?' 'Don't I know the type of man?
Noscitur ex sociis--have you Latin enough for that ?' 'You'll find that you are misinformed,' Marian replied, and therewith went from the room.
She could not trust herself to converse longer.

A resentment such as her father had never yet excited in her--such, indeed, as she had seldom, if ever, conceived--threatened to force utterance for itself in words which would change the current of her whole life.

She saw her father in his worst aspect, and her heart was shaken by an unnatural revolt from him.
Let his assurance of what he reported be ever so firm, what right had he to make this use of it?
His behaviour was spiteful.

Suppose he entertained suspicions which seemed to make it his duty to warn her against Milvain, this was not the way to go about it.