At last the drunken man said something which startled him so much that he instinctively drew himself together with such suddenness as to frighten the horse and almost make him rear up straight.
'Woa! Woa! Steady, boy.

Gently!' he said, quieting him.

Then turning to his companion said in a voice hollow with emotion and vibrant with suppressed passion: 'What was it you said ?' Leonard, half awake, and not half of that half master of himself, answered: 'I said I will make you agent of Normanstand when I marry Stephen.' Harold grew cold.

To hear of any one marrying Stephen was to him like plunging him in a glacier stream; but to hear her name so lightly spoken, and by such a man, was a bewildering shock which within a second set his blood on fire.
'What do you mean ?' he thundered.

'You marry Ste.