Because her brute of an uncle forbids his own daughter to go near her--my sister, her old schoolfellow, goes to see her in her trouble, and you turn her out of your house.

I have longed for the opportunity of telling you what I thought of you, and of what all the world thinks of you.' "I was a strong man, and he was a weak and shrivelled creature; I could have tossed him over the rocks into the sea below.

It required a very strong effort to control my fury, but I did do so, and I turned away without answering him, except by a cold, haughty look.

I hated him, Caradoc, and I have hated him ever since.

He had not then heard of Agnes's death, but the news flew fast through the neighbourhood, and I knew I was everywhere looked upon as her murderer! "As I returned to my miserable home, I saw a man on horseback come out at the back gate.