"I want to marry Aileen," Cowperwood repeated, for 
emphasis' sake. "She wants to marry me. Under the 
circumstances, however you may feel, you can have no 
real objection to my doing that, I am sure; yet you go 
on fighting me—making it hard for me to do what you 
really know ought to be done." 
Cowperwood smiled inwardly at this subtle presenta- 
tion of his case. He knew now, by Butler's very attitude, 
that he had him in a vulnerable position and could do 
something to improve his own. 
"Ye're a clever man," said Butler, seeing through his 
motives quite clearly. " Ye're a sharper, to my way of 
thinkin', and it's no child of mine I want connected with 
ye. I'm not sayin', seein' that things are as they are, 
that if ye were a free man it wouldn't be better that she 
should marry ye. It's the one dacent thing ye could do 
—if ye would, which I doubt. But that's nayther here 
nor there now. What can ye want with her hid away 
somewhere? Ye can't marry her. Ye can't get a divorce. 
Ye've got your hands full fightin' your lawsuits and kap- 
in' yourself out of jail. She'll only be an added expense 
to ye, and ye'll be wantin' all the money ye have for 
other things, I'm thinkin'. Why should ye want to be 
takin' her away from a dacent home and makin' some- 
thing out of her that ye'd be ashamed to marry if you 
could? The laist ye could do, if ye were any kind of a 
man at all, and had any of that thing that ye're plazed to 
call love, would be to lave her at home and keep her as 
respectable as possible. Mind ye, I'm not thinkin' she 
isn't ten thousand times too good for ye, whatever ye've 
made of her. But if ye had any sinse of dacency left, ye 
wouldn't let her shame her family and break her old 
mother's heart, and that for no purpose except to make 
her worse than she is already. What good can ye get 
out of it, now ? What good can ye expect to come of it? 
Be hivins, if ye had any sinse at all I should think ye 
could see that for yourself. Ye're only addin' to your