"I'd ha' married the girl in earnest, but for your threats to disinherit me." "You fool!" his father stormed at him, "did you suppose that if I should disinherit you for marrying her, I should be likely to do less for your luring her into a mock marriage?
I've done with you! Go your ways for a damned profligate--a scandal to the very name of gentleman.

I've done with you!" And to that the earl adhered in spite of all that Rotherby and his mother could urge.

He stamped out of the library with a final command to his son to quit his house and never disgrace it again by his presence.
Rotherby looked ruefully at his mother.
"He means it,"' said he.

"He never loved me.

He was never a father to me." "Were you ever greatly a son to him ?" asked her ladyship.
"As much as he would ha' me be," he answered, his black face very sullen.