"You ask me to marry this low woman, this adventuress, this--this--this--" Words failed him.
Of course Random had no intention of advising such a marriage, although he did not think so badly of Mrs.Jasher as did the Professor.

But the little man was so venomous that the young man took a delight in stirring him up, using the widow's name as a red rag to this particular bull.
"I do not think Mrs.Jasher is a bad woman," he remarked.
"What! what! what! After what she has done?
Blackmail! blackmail! blackmail!" "That is bad, I admit, but she has failed to get what she wanted, and, after all, you indirectly are the cause of her writing that blackmailing letter." "I am ?--I am?
How dare you ?" "You see, she wanted to get five thousand out of me as her dowry." "Yes, and told me lies about her damned brother who was a Pekin merchant, when after all he never existed." "Oh, I don't defend that," said Random coolly.

"Mrs.Jasher has behaved badly on the whole.

Still, Professor, I think there is good in her, as I said before.

She evidently had bad parents and a bad husband; but, so far as I can gather, she is not an immoral woman.