1/14 CHAPTER XI. He had rarely been so stirred. He was not a brawler--his whole life had been one of peace; his whole ambition to be the healer of differences, and yet there were some things he could not stand. One of these was cruelty to a human being, and Rutter's public disowning of Harry was cruelty of the most contemptible kind. But one explanation of such an outrage was possible--the man's intolerable egoism, added to his insufferable conceit. |