"He is--Nay, you shall judge for yourselves.

You shall hear the story of how we met; it is the story of his abduction of a lady whose name need not be mentioned; the story of his dastardly attempt to cozen her into a mock-marriage." "Mock--mock-marriage ?" cried the duke and a dozen others with him, some in surprise, but most in an unbelief that was already faintly tinged with horror--which argued ill for my Lord Rotherby when the story should be told.
"You damned rogue--" began his lordship, and would have flung himself upon Caryll, but that Collis and Stapleton, and Wharton himself, put forth hands to stay him by main force.
Others, too, had risen.

But Mr.Caryll sat quietly in his chair, idly fingering the cards before him, and smiling gently, between amusement and irony.

He was much mistaken if he did not make Lord Rotherby bitterly regret the initiative he had taken in their quarrel.
"Gently, my lord," the duke admonished the viscount.

"This--this gentleman has said that which touches your honor.