You forget that he virtually told Kate she lied," and he gazed steadily at Willits as if waiting for the effect of his shot.
St.George's eyes kindled.

There was the ring of a man in the boy's words.

He had seen the same look on the elder Rutter's face in a similar situation twenty years before.

As a last resort he walked toward where Willits stood conferring with his second.
"I ask you once more, Mr.Willits"-- he spoke in his most courteous tones (Willits's pluck had greatly raised him in his estimation)--"to apologize like a man and a gentleman.

There is no question in my mind that you have insulted your host in his own house and been discourteous to the woman he expects to marry, and that the amende honorable should come from you.