"You ran a race-horse--but who trained it for you? where did you keep it? Why did I know nothing about it? Look here, Anna, this isn't dealing very fair with me. I have never denied you any pleasure--you know I haven't. If you wanted to play this game, why couldn't you have come to me and told me so? I wouldn't have denied you--but five thousand; you're not serious about that--you don't mean to say that you lost five thousand pounds?" "I lost five thousand pounds, father--and I must pay the money. They will call me a cheat if I do not. It must be paid on Monday--Willy says so--" He turned upon her with a shout that was almost a roar. She knew in an instant how foolish she had been. "Willy Forrest--did you lose the money to him? Come, speak out. I shall get at the truth somehow--did you lose the money to him?" "I lost it through him--he made the bets for me." "Then I will not pay a penny of it if it sends you to prison. Not a penny as I'm a living man." She heard him calmly and delivered her answer as calmly. "I shall marry him if you do not," she said. Gessner stood quite still and watched her face closely. It had grown hard and cold, the face of a woman who has taken a resolution and will not be turned from it. "You will marry Forrest?" he asked quietly. "I shall marry him and he will pay my debts." "He--he hasn't got two brass pieces to rub together. He's a needy out-at-elbow adventurer. Do you want to know who William Forrest is--well, my detectives shall tell me in the morning. I'll find out all about him for you. And you'd marry him! Well, my lady, there you'll do as you please. I've done with a daughter who tells me that to my face. Go and marry him. Live in a kennel. But don't come to me for a bone, don't think I'm to be talked over, because that's not my habit. If you choose such a man as that--" "I do not choose him. There are few I would not sooner marry. I am thinking of my good name--of our good name. If I marry Willy Forrest, they will say that I helped to cheat the public. Do you not know that it is being said already. The horse was pulled--I believe that I am not to be allowed to race again. Poor Mr. Farrier is terribly upset. They say that we were all cheats together. What can I do, father? If I pay the money and they know that we lost it, that is a good answer to them. If I do not, Willy is probably the one man who can put matters straight and I shall marry him." She rose as though this was the end of the argument. Her words, lightly spoken, were so transparently honest that the shrewd man of business summed up the whole situation in an instant. The mere possibility that his name should be mixed up with a racing scandal staggered him by its dangers and its absurdity. Anger against his daughter became in some measure compassion. Of course she was but a woman and a clever charlatan had entrapped her.