'Father, what worries you most about her? That she's
Italian? Or that she's poor?'
'What do you like most about her?'
'I'm leaving.'
'Stay and talk like a man.' I stayed. Old Stonyface liked
that. He's won again, I thought angrily.
'Wait a while, son,' Oliver Barrett the Third continued.
'That's all I ask. Finish law school.'
'Why do I have to wait?' I was rebelling now