The world is wide, and you can choose where you will--do not rob me of Dora Thorne." There was a mournful dignity in the man's face that touched Ronald.
"I am sorry for you," he said, "if you love Dora; for she will be my wife." "Never!" cried Ralph.

"Since you will not listen to fair words, I defy you.

I will go to Eastham and never leave Dora again until she will be my own." High, angry words passed between them, but Ralph in his passion had told the secret Ronald had longed to know--Dora was at Eastham.
It was a sad story and yet no rare one.

Love and jealousy robbed the boy of his better sense; duty and honor were forgotten.

Under pretense of visiting one of his college friends, Ronald went to Eastham.