'
'Yes; but what if they are the kind of people she doesn't care
anything about? You must remember, old girl, that her tastes are
quite different from yours. I say nothing, but--perhaps it's as
well they should be.'
'You say nothing, but you add an insult,' returned Maud, with a
smile of superb disregard. 'We won't reopen the question.'
'Oh dear no! And, by-the-by, I have a letter from Dolomore. It
came just after you left.'
'Well?'
'He is quite willing to settle upon you a third of his income
from the collieries; he tells me it will represent between seven
and eight hundred a year. I think it rather little, you know; but
I congratulate myself on having got this out of him.'
'Don't speak in that unpleasant way! It was only your abruptness
that made any kind of difficulty.'
'I have my own opinion on that point, and I shall beg leave to
keep it. Probably he will think me still more abrupt when I
request, as I am now going to do, an interview with his
solicitors.'
'Is that allowable?' asked Maud, anxiously. 'Can you do that with
any decency?'
'If not, then I must do it with indecency.
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