"You can have the house and the park, and Cross Hall Farm, too, if you'll pledge yourself that the Dean shall never enter your house again, and that you will never enter his house or speak to him. You shall do pretty nearly as you please at Manor Cross. In that event I shall live abroad, or here in London if I come to England. I think that's a fair offer, and I don't suppose that you yourself can be very fond of the man." Lord George sat perfectly silent while the Marquis waited for a reply. "After what has passed," continued he, "you can't suppose that I should choose that he should be entertained in my dining-room." "You said the same about my wife before." "Yes, I did; but a man may separate himself from his father-in-law when he can't very readily get rid of his wife. I never saw your wife." "No;--and therefore cannot know what she is." "I don't in the least want to know what she is. You and I, George, haven't been very lucky in our marriages." "I have." "Do you think so? You see I speak more frankly of myself. But I am not speaking of your wife. Your wife's father has been a blister to me ever since I came back to this country, and you must make up your mind whether you will take his part or mine. You know what he did, and what he induced you to do about Popenjoy. You know the reports that he has spread abroad. And you know what happened in this room. I expect you to throw him off altogether." Lord George had thrown the Dean off altogether. For reasons of his own he had come to the conclusion that the less he had to do with the Dean the better for himself; but he certainly could give no such pledge as this now demanded from him. "You won't make me this promise?" said the Marquis. "No; I can't do that." "Then you'll have to turn out of Manor Cross," said the Marquis, smiling. "You do not mean that my mother must be turned out?" "You and my mother, I suppose, will live together?" "It does not follow. I will pay you rent for Cross Hall." "You shall do no such thing. I will not let Cross Hall to any friend of the Dean's." "You cannot turn your mother out immediately after telling her to go there?" "It will be you who turn her out,--not I. I have made you a very liberal offer," said the Marquis. "I will have nothing to do with it," said Lord George. "In any house in which I act as master I will be the judge who shall be entertained and who not." "The first guests you will ask, no doubt, will be the Dean of Brotherton and Captain De Baron." This was so unbearable that he at once made a rush at the door. "You'll find, my friend," said the Marquis, "that you'll have to get rid of the Dean and of the Dean's daughter as well." Then Lord George swore to himself as he left the room that he would never willingly be in his brother's company again.