"Oh, hang Henrietta!" said Ralph coarsely, "If you ask me I＇m delighted at it."
"Is that why your father did it—for your amusement?"
"I differ with Miss Stackpole," Ralph went on more gravely. "I think it very good for you to have means."
Isabel looked at him with serious eyes. "I wonder whether you know what＇s good for me—or whether you care."
"If I know depend upon it I care. Shall I tell you what it is? Not to torment yourself."