"What are you then ?--as you're so candid." "I could be a very bad enemy," replied Bryce.
There was a moment's silence, during which the two men looked attentively at each other.
"I've told you the truth," said Ransford at last.

"Miss Bewery flatly refuses to entertain any idea whatever of ever marrying you.

She earnestly hopes that that eventuality may never be mentioned to her again.

Will you give me your word of honour to respect her wishes ?" "No!" answered Bryce.

"I won't!" "Why not ?" asked Ransford, with a faint show of anger.