Both mother and son spoke calmly, and even quietly, but two red spots burned in Madam Washington’s face, while George felt himself growing whiter every moment. “Your brother, doubtless, meant kindly towards you, and for that I shall be ever grateful; but I never gave my consent--I shall never give it,” she said. “I am sorry to hear you say that, mother,” answered George, presently--“more sorry than I know how to say. For, although you are my dear and honored mother, you cannot choose my life for me, provided the life I choose is respectable, and I live honestly and like a gentleman, as I always shall, I hope.” The mother and son faced each other, pale and determined. It struck home to Madam Washington that she could not now clip her eaglet’s wings. She asked, in a low voice: “Do you intend to disobey me, my son?” “Don’t force me to do it, mother!” cried George, losing his calmness, and becoming deeply agitated. “I think my honor is engaged to my brother and Admiral Vernon, and I feel in my heart that I have a right to choose my own future course. I promise you that I will never discredit you; but I cannot--I cannot obey you in this.” “You do refuse, then, my son?” said Madam Washington. She spoke in a low voice, and her beautiful eyes looked straight into George’s as if challenging him to resist her influence; but George, although his own eyes filled with tears, yet answered her gently: “Mother, I must.” Madam Washington said no more, but turned away from him. The boy’s heart and mind were in a whirl. Some involuntary power seemed compelling him to act as he did, without any volition on his part. Suddenly his mother turned, with tears streaming down her face, and, coming swiftly towards him, clasped him in her arms. [Illustration: “‘MY SON, MY BEST-LOVED CHILD’”] “My son, my best-loved child!” she cried, weeping. “Do not break my heart by leaving me. I did not know until this moment how much I loved you. It is hard for a parent to plead with a child, but I beg, I implore you, if you have any regard for your mother’s peace of mind, to give up the sea.” And with sobs and tears, such as George had never before seen her shed, she clung to him and covered his face and hair, and even his hands, with kisses.