But she did not believe a word that he said to her. How could she believe him? He had taught her to regard him as her natural enemy, making her aware that it was his purpose to use her as a chattel for his own advantage, and never allowing her for a moment to suppose that aught that he did was to be done for her happiness. And now, almost in a breath, he had told her that this money was wanted that it might be settled on her and the man to whom she was to be married, and then that it might be used to save him from instant ruin. She believed neither one story nor the other. That she should have done as she was desired in this matter can hardly be disputed. The father had used her name because he thought that he could trust her. She was his daughter and should not have betrayed his trust. But she had steeled herself to obstinacy against him in all things. Even yet, after all that had passed, although she had consented to marry Lord Nidderdale, though she had been forced by what she had learned to despise Sir Felix Carbury, there was present to her an idea that she might escape with the man she really loved. 
But she did not believe a word he said. How could she? He had taught her to regard him as her natural enemy, making her aware that he used her as a chattel for his own advantage, and never allowing her to suppose that he had her happiness in mind. And now he had told her that this money was wanted so that it might be settled on her and her future husband, and at the same time that it might be used to save him from instant ruin. She believed neither story; and she had steeled herself against him in all things.
