nt. I'll see to that!"

"Pardon me, Mr. Rockharrt, I am grieved to say that you have made a
mistake. The lady was right. There was no engagement, between Mrs.
Rothsay and myself at the time you made that announcement, nor has
there been one since, nor, I fear, can there ever be."

"Sir!" exclaimed the Iron King, rising in his wrath. "Did you not come
to this country for the express purpose of asking my granddaughter's
hand in marriage? Did I not promise her hand to you in marriage?"

"You did, provi--"

"Then if that did not constitute an engagement, I do not know what
does--that is all. But some people have very loose ideas about honor.
You ask the hand of my granddaughter; I bestow it on you, and announce
the fact to my family."

"Pardon me, Mr. Rockharrt, you promised me the hand of your
granddaughter, provided she should be willing to give it to me."

"'Provided' nothing of the sort, sir. I gave her hand unconditionally,
absolutely, and announced the betrothal to the family."

"But, my dear Mr. Rockharrt, the lady's consent is a most necessary
factor in such a case as this," urged the young man, who began to think
that the despotic egotism of the Iron King had in these later years
grown into a monomania, deceiving him into the delusion that his power
over family and dependants was that of an absolute monarch over his
subjects. This opinion was confirmed by the next words of the autocrat.

"Of course her consent would follow my act. That was taken for granted."

"But, sir, her consent did not follow your act. Quite the contrary; for
my rejection followed it. It is of no use to multiply words. The affair
is at an end. I have bidden good-by to Mrs. Rothsay. I am here to say
good-by to you."

"You cannot mean it!"

"I have left Rockhold finally. I shall leave North End by this six p.m.
train, en route for the South," continued the rejected lover.

"Then, by ----! if she has driven you out of my house, she shall go
herself! I have done the best I could for the woman, and she has repaid
me by ingratitude and rebellion. And she shall leave my house at once!"
exclaimed the despot in a tone of savage resolution.

"Mr. Rockharrt, I must beg that you will not visit my disappointment on
the head of your unoffending granddaughter."

"Duke of Cumbervale, you must not venture to interfere with me in the
discipline of my own family. I don't very much like dukes. I think I
said that once before. I rejected you for my