There had just been uncovered to him a side of Talbot Rutter's nature which had shocked him as much as had the threatened loss of his money.

To use his poverty as a club to force him into a position which would be dishonorable was inconceivable in a man as well born as his antagonist, but it was true: he could hardly refrain from telling him so.

He had missed, it may be said, seeing another side--his visitor's sympathy for him in his misfortune.

That, unfortunately, he did not see: fate often plays such tricks with us all.
The colonel stepped in front of him: his eyes had an ugly look in them--the note of sympathy was gone.
"One moment, St.George! How long you are going to keep up this fool game, I don't know; but my son stays here on one condition, and on one condition only, and you might as well understand it now.

From this time on I pay his board.