There is but one way, and one only, of escaping him--and that way is, I fear, impossible, Rosalind." "What is it ?" said she, with pale face, knowing what was to come.
"He loves you.

As my son-in-law he would be no longer my creditor." She drew away her hand with a shudder.
"Father," said she, in a dry hard voice which startled him, "do you really mean this ?" "Is it a time for jesting ?" said he.

"I ask nothing of you.

I merely state facts.

You dislike him--there is an end of it.