But his excuse was that your presence might ruin his great ambition in life.

Your only excuse for doing what you have done is the--the foul instinct of the man-hunt.
The--" "The criminal-hunt," he corrected her, trying not to writhe under her hot contempt.

"The enemy-to-man hunt, if you like.
Your half-brother--" "My brother is not a criminal!" she cried, furiously.

"You have no right to say so.

He has committed no crime.