He had been detected trying to extract capital from the effect of his little piece of brotherly love.

He was irritated at his brother's insight.
"I have no right to give advice, I suppose," he said; "but in my opinion you should drop it--drop it dead.

The girl is not worth your looking after.

Turn her over to that Society--Mrs.Tallents Smallpeace's thing whatever it's called." At a sound as of mirth Stephen, who was not accustomed to hear his brother laugh, looked round.
"Martin," said Hilary, "also wants the case to be treated on strictly hygienic grounds." Nettled by this, Stephen answered: "Don't confound me with our young Sanitist, please; I simply think there are probably a hundred things you don't know about the girl which ought to be cleared up." "And then ?" "Then," said Stephen, "they could--er--deal with her accordingly." Hilary shrank so palpably at this remark that he added rather hastily: "You call that cold-blooded, I suppose; but I think, you know, old chap, that you're too sensitive." Hilary stopped rather abruptly.
"If you don't mind, Stevie," he said, "we'll part here.

I want to think it over." So saying, he turned back, and sat down on a seat that faced the sun..