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"
Who
's
to
prevent
me
?
"
George
cried
out
.
"
I
will
speak
of
her
.
I
say
she
's
the
best
,
the
kindest
,
the
gentlest
,
the
sweetest
girl
in
England
;
and
that
,
bankrupt
or
no
,
my
sisters
are
not
fit
to
hold
candles
to
her
.
If
you
like
her
,
go
and
see
her
,
Miss
Swartz
;
she
wants
friends
now
;
and
I
say
,
God
bless
everybody
who
befriends
her
.
Anybody
who
speaks
kindly
of
her
is
my
friend
;
anybody
who
speaks
against
her
is
my
enemy
.
Thank
you
,
Miss
Swartz
"
;
and
he
went
up
and
wrung
her
hand
.
"
George
!
George
!
"
one
of
the
sisters
cried
imploringly
.
"
I
say
,
"
George
said
fiercely
,
"
I
thank
everybody
who
loves
Amelia
Sed
--
"
He
stopped
.
Old
Osborne
was
in
the
room
with
a
face
livid
with
rage
,
and
eyes
like
hot
coals
.
Though
George
had
stopped
in
his
sentence
,
yet
,
his
blood
being
up
,
he
was
not
to
be
cowed
by
all
the
generations
of
Osborne
;
rallying
instantly
,
he
replied
to
the
bullying
look
of
his
father
,
with
another
so
indicative
of
resolution
and
defiance
that
the
elder
man
quailed
in
his
turn
,
and
looked
away
.
He
felt
that
the
tussle
was
coming
.
"
Mrs.
Haggistoun
,
let
me
take
you
down
to
dinner
,
"
he
said
.
"
Give
your
arm
to
Miss
Swartz
,
George
,
"
and
they
marched
.
"
Miss
Swartz
,
I
love
Amelia
,
and
we
've
been
engaged
almost
all
our
lives
,
"
Osborne
said
to
his
partner
;
and
during
all
the
dinner
,
George
rattled
on
with
a
volubility
which
surprised
himself
,
and
made
his
father
doubly
nervous
for
the
fight
which
was
to
take
place
as
soon
as
the
ladies
were
gone
.
The
difference
between
the
pair
was
,
that
while
the
father
was
violent
and
a
bully
,
the
son
had
thrice
the
nerve
and
courage
of
the
parent
,
and
could
not
merely
make
an
attack
,
but
resist
it
;
and
finding
that
the
moment
was
now
come
when
the
contest
between
him
and
his
father
was
to
be
decided
,
he
took
his
dinner
with
perfect
coolness
and
appetite
before
the
engagement
began
.
Old
Osborne
,
on
the
contrary
,
was
nervous
,
and
drank
much
.
He
floundered
in
his
conversation
with
the
ladies
,
his
neighbours
:
George
's
coolness
only
rendering
him
more
angry
.
It
made
him
half
mad
to
see
the
calm
way
in
which
George
,
flapping
his
napkin
,
and
with
a
swaggering
bow
,
opened
the
door
for
the
ladies
to
leave
the
room
;
and
filling
himself
a
glass
of
wine
,
smacked
it
,
and
looked
his
father
full
in
the
face
,
as
if
to
say
,
"
Gentlemen
of
the
Guard
,
fire
first
.
"
The
old
man
also
took
a
supply
of
ammunition
,
but
his
decanter
clinked
against
the
glass
as
he
tried
to
fill
it
.
After
giving
a
great
heave
,
and
with
a
purple
choking
face
,
he
then
began
.
"
How
dare
you
,
sir
,
mention
that
person
's
name
before
Miss
Swartz
to-day
,
in
my
drawing-room
?
I
ask
you
,
sir
,
how
dare
you
do
it
?
"
"
Stop
,
sir
,
"
says
George
,
"
do
n't
say
dare
,
sir
.
Dare
is
n't
a
word
to
be
used
to
a
Captain
in
the
British
Army
.
"
"
I
shall
say
what
I
like
to
my
son
,
sir
.
I
can
cut
him
off
with
a
shilling
if
I
like
.
I
can
make
him
a
beggar
if
I
like
.
I
WILL
say
what
I
like
,
"
the
elder
said
.
