"As a love-affair with the first stray girl he picks up."
"Do you mean me?"
"He saw through your intentions, laughed at them, and calmly returned
to his studies at Cambridge."
"I boxed his ears."
"What?"
"I boxed his ears."
"You?"
"I boxed his ears. That's why he went. He didn't go calmly. It wasn't
his studies."
"How dare you box--oh, this is too horrible--and you stand there and
tell me so to my face?"
"I'm afraid I must. The tone of your remarks positively demands it.
Your son's conduct positively demanded that I should box his ears. So
I did."
"Of all the shameless--"
"I'm afraid you're becoming like him--altogether impossible."
"You first lure him on, and then--oh, it is shameful!"
"Have you finished what you came for?"
"You are the most brazen--"
"Hush. Do be careful. Suppose my uncle were to hear you? If you've
finished won't you go?"
"Go? I shall not go till I have said my say. I shall send the vicar to
you about Robin--such conduct is so--so infamous that I can't--I
can't--I can't--"
"I'm sorry if it has distressed you.
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