His wrath seemed to rise as he felt the slight form of the lad sway beneath his strong grasp.

Surely that slim stripling could be reduced to obedience; but the lesson must be a sharp one, for plainly the poison was working, and had already produced disastrous results.
"Miserable boy!" cried Nicholas, his eyes blazing in their cavernous hollows, "the time has come when this matter must be settled betwixt us twain.

Swear that thou wilt go no more to the churches of the Protestant faction, be the laws what they may; swear that thou wilt hold no more converse on matters of religion with thy cousins at the Chase--swear these things with a solemn and binding oath, and all may yet be well.

Refuse, and thou shalt yet learn, as thou hast not learned before, what the wrath of a wronged and outraged father can be!" Petronella, the dark-eyed girl, who had all this while been crouching back in her high-backed chair in an attitude of shrinking terror, now sprang suddenly towards her brother, crying: "O Cuthbert, Cuthbert! prithee do not anger him more! "Father, O dear sir, let but him go this once! He does not willingly anger you; he does but--" "Peace, foolish girl, and begone! This is no time for woman's whining.

Thy brother and I can settle this business betwixt us twain.