They had affronted him.

And for those injuries done his pride he would punish and spare not.

He, Storri, would bring sorrow and shame to them; he would mark their lives with black.
Being launched, Storri drew great joy from the rehearsal of what griefs he had devised against the Harleys.

To prove his own superior cleverness, Storri told the San Reve how he trapped Mr.Harley into forging his name to the French shares.
"There is my weapon!" cried the triumphant Storri.

"With that I may smite them when I choose! To-morrow, within the hour, I could have this scoundrel Harley in a criminal's cell! Some day I shall do that.
Meanwhile, he knows; the proud girl knows.