Well, Harry, you might have ignored Colonel Schmoff for what I should have cared." "I got the count to come out into another room at last, and then he was very angry--with me, you know--and talked of what he would do to men who interfered with him." "You will not quarrel with him, Harry?
Promise me that there shall be no nonsense of that sort--no fighting." "Oh, no; we were friends again very soon.

But he bade me tell you that there was something important for him to say and for you to hear, which was no concern of mine, and which required an interview." "I do not believe him, Harry." "And he said that he had once been very courteous to you--" "Yes; once insolent--and once courteous.

I have forgiven the one for the other." "He then went on to say that you made him a poor return for his civility by shutting your door in his face, but that he did not doubt you would think better of it when you had heard his message.

Therefore, he said, he should call again.

That, Lady Ongar, was the whole of it." "Shall I tell you what his intention was, Harry ?" Again her face became red as she asked this question; but the color which now came to her cheeks was rather that of shame than of anger.
"What was his intention ?" "To make you believe that I am in his power; to make you think that he has been my lover; to lower me in your eyes, so that you might believe all that others have believed--all that Hugh Clavering has pretended to believe.