ugh, Frank, my boy; but I did
not think it would hurt her to see me," says he, with a dreadful sob in
his voice. "By--I would have given ten years of my life to look at her.
I was going mad without her. I tried every place, everything; went to
Ems, to Wiesbaden, to Hombourg, and played like hell. It used to excite
me once, and now I don't care for it. I won no end of money,--no end for
a poor beggar like me, that is; but I couldn't keep away. I couldn't,
and if she had been at the North Pole, by Heavens I would have followed
her."

"And so just to look at her, just to give your confounded stupid eyes
two minutes' pleasure, you must bring about all this pain, you great
baby," cries Kew, who was very soft-hearted, and in truth quite torn
himself by the sight of poor Jack's agony.

"Get me to see her for five minutes, Kew," cries the other, griping his
comrade's hand in his; "but for five minutes."

"For shame," cries Lord Kew, shaking away his hand, "be a man, Jack, and
have no more of this puling. It's not a baby, that must have its toy,
and cries because it can't get it. Spare the poor girl this pain, for
her own sake, and balk yourself of the pleasure of bullying and making
her unhappy."

Belsize started up with looks that were by no means pleasant. "There's
enough of this chaff I have been called names, and blackguarded quite
sufficiently for one sitting. I shall act as I please. I choose to take
my own way, and if any gentleman stops me he has full warning." And
he fell to tugging his mustachios, which were of a dark tawny hue, and
looked as warlike as he had ever done on any field-day.

"I take the warning!" said Lord Kew. "And if I know the way you are
going, as I think I do, I will do my best to stop you, madman as you
are! You can hardly propose to follow her to her own doorway and pose
yourself before your mistress as the murderer of her father, like
Rodrigue in the French play. If Rooster were here it would be his
business to defend his sister; In his absence I will take the duty on
myself, and I say to you, Charles Belsize, in the presence of these
gentlemen, that any man who iusults this young lady, who persecutes
her with his presence, knowing it can but pain her, who persists in
following her when he has given his word of honour to avoid her, that
such a man is----"

"What, my Lord Kew?" cries Belsize, whose chest began to heave.

"You know what," answers the other. "You know what a man is who insul