What shall we do?
Send her away!" "This is all a mistake, Laura," he said; "a cruel--I might say wicked--mistake.

You must not talk to me in this way again." Perhaps more might have been said; it might even have been that the tragedy had been averted but for the sudden rap at the door and the announcement that the rector wished to see Sir Roland.
"Ask him to step in here," said my father, with a great mark of discomposure.

"Laura, run away, child, and remember what I have said.

Do not speak to me in this fashion again." I learned afterward that the rector had called to remonstrate with him--to tell him what a scandal and shame was spreading all over the country side, and to beg of him to end it.
Many hours elapsed before I saw my father again.

I saw him ride out of the courtyard and did not see him return.