"He isn't that sort. He's never got over that idiotic affair, or pretends he hasn't. You know what I mean"--as Venn again looked inquiringly. "You don't? Well, I don't see why I shouldn't tell you. There was a girl I used to be very thick with when I was up here before--didn't mean anything by it of course. I was a thoughtless young fool, you know, and all that sort of thing. She was pretty and taking, and I used to see a good deal of her and take her about a good bit. Not to put too fine a point upon it, we carried on considerably. I always was inclined to be an ass in that line." "Quite so, old chap," laughed Venn, as the other paused in his narrative and stared dreamily in front of him. "So you were--and so you will be again. Drive on." "Well things went smoothly enough for a while, and at last it struck me I was going a little too far, and so I began to haul off--found an excuse for leaving Town and so on. The admission sounds hang-dog I grant, but then, only remember my means and prospects--the first _nil_-- ditto the second. To cut the matter short, one day--I was at home at the time--the General sent for me to his sanctum. Without a word he handed me a letter to read. It was from a lawyer, acting for the girl's father, and threatening to sue me for 4,000 pounds damages for breach of promise. They thought I wasn't worth anything--then at any rate--and so they'd try it on with my father. By the Lord, Venn old man, I spent a lively half-hour. How he did let drive. I had disgraced him--disgraced the family--disgraced everybody--wasn't fit to look a dog in the face or to be in the same backyard with a self-respecting cat, and so on. Well now, if he had behaved with ordinary judgment, I was quite ready to admit having made an ass of myself--an infernal ass if he liked--for I was disgusted at the preposterous threat and the extortionateness of the demand. It seemed to ruffle my callow sensibilities, don't you see. But when he simply volleyed abuse at me and wouldn't listen to a word I had to say, by Jove! my back got up too and there was a most awful row. He would disown me on the spot--cut me off with a shilling--unless I left England and stayed out of it till he gave me permission to return. I might go where I liked, but I must clear out of the country. Well, I elected to go out West--and went. You know the rest." "Then that's how it was you went out there?" said Venn. "I always suspected there had been something under it deeper than you let out. And has he said you might return?" "Not he. I didn't ask him. I can do as I like now, and as he'll cut me off anyhow, it doesn't much matter." "When do you go down to Cranston?" "Don't think I shall go at all. None of us hit it off somehow, and more than ever am I better out of it. I think, though, I'll run down to Wandsborough and have a look round--_incog_, don't you know." "Wandsborough, did you say?" exclaimed Venn, astonished.