I am thinking of making off with her myself as the only way to keep the peace.

Yes, you dear girl, I'll come back.

Hold the music up for a little while, Talbot, until I can straighten them all out," and with his arm still tight through Harry's, the two walked the length of the room and closed the far door behind them.
Kate looked after them and her heart sank all the lower.

She knew the feeling between the two men, and she knew Harry's hot, ungovernable temper--the temper of the Rutters.

Patient as he often was, and tender-hearted as he could be, there flashed into his eyes now and then something that frightened her--something that recalled an incident in the history of his house.