It was a June night; the moon was full.

We went quietly along the avenue.

The gate was opened.

We were just passing through when your grandfather and Colonel Wayne suddenly stepped from the shadow of the wall and the trees.
"Your mother and her lover stood perfectly still.

She gave a little cry.
Your grandfather was furious.
"'Go, Sir!' he shrieked at the young man.
"'If your daughter commands it,' he replied.
"Your grandfather seized him involuntarily.
"'Sir, my daughter is the betrothed wife of Colonel Wayne.' "The young man looked with an incredulous smile at your mother, who had sunk senseless into my arms, and said, in a low voice, "'She was mine before she ever saw him.' "Your grandfather actually hissed at him with contempt.
"'Go--before I strike you!' "The young man hesitated for a few moments, saw that it was useless to remain longer at that time, and went.
"The next day Mr.Burt sent for Dr.Peewee.
"The moment I knew what he intended to do I ran to your grandfather and told him that Colonel Wayne was not a fit husband for his daughter.