I can stand it.

But you--you ought to have ease, luxury, all your life.
Now look what you have done!" There came a sudden knock at the door, and without much pause.
Hector entered, somewhat excited.
"Monsieur,--Madame!" he exclaimed.

"One comes!" "Who is it ?" demanded Dunwody, frowning.
"_Mon pere_! He is come but now from Tallwoods, Monsieur." "What is wrong out there?
Tell him to come in." "I go." A moment later, Dunwody left the room, to meet old Eleazar, who made such response as he could to the hurried queries.

"Monsieur," said he, "I have ridden down from the hills.

There is trouble.