The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope
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'Don't be angry with me, Roger. What can I do to prevent it?' 'I think you should refuse to have anything to do with him while he continues in such courses.' 'My own son!' 'Yes;--exactly. But what is to be the end of it? Is he to be allowed to ruin you and Hetta? It can't go on long.' 'You wouldn't have me throw him over.' 'I think he is throwing you over. And then it is so thoroughly dishonest,--so ungentlemanlike! I don't understand how it goes on from day to day. I suppose you don't supply him with ready money?' 'He has had a little.' Roger frowned angrily. 'I can understand that you should provide him with bed and food, but not that you should pander to his vices by giving him money.' This was very plain speaking, and Lady Carbury winced under it. 'The kind of life that he is leading requires a large income of itself. I understand the thing, and know that with all I have in the world I could not do it myself.' 'You are so different.' 'I am older of course,--very much older. But he is not so young that he should not begin to comprehend. Has he any money beyond what you give |
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