He laughed outright and grasped my hand. "You must not," he said, "and I will tell you why; you’ve earned it. This is my great secret. I’ve seen all along that you have loved her—and, well, it’s plain she loves you. But I see through this affair much further than you because you don’t know. I’ll tell you, you have earned both my friendship and my gratitude. First, there is no insult here, in this note. I’ve been the scoundrel’s friend all his life. He had so few, and I told him in confidence what I’ve never told anyone—did not intend to tell till the announcement of my marriage next month—Elsie is my daughter—she is Lady Carfax by birthright and by title, and this little scoundrel has taken advantage of my confidence. He has always had a sneaking idea that he would marry Eloise, and now that he can’t, he loves me so much he’d like to be my son-in-law, though he ruined my daughter’s chances in life to do it, with his fool secret marriage." He stopped and looked at me, thinking quietly for a moment. "You’ll excuse me, Jack, for plainness, but we’ve no time for anything else, and I mean it all kindly. But you, yourself, are mostly to blame for this. I have read it in Elsie, but I thought you’d never see it, never tell her of your love. Now, it’s this way, my boy; and I’ll be frank. I am going to take Lady Carfax home and finish her education, and give her the chance her place demands. You are always welcome to come and be with us at any time as long as you choose, and if, on her majority, she still loves you, and you her, why—" he stopped, smiling kindly. "Colonel Goff," I said rising, "you certainly misunderstand me. All that I’ll talk to you about later. I’m in a mood to-night I’ve never been in before. Get your horse and go with me. I want you to see that I have a fair fight." "It won’t do, Jack," he said. "I’ll not even let you go with me. It’s Elsie I’m thinking of, Elsie and you. The quieter this thing is settled, the better for all. I see through it—as I told you. I’ll ride over to see him. I’ll catch him to-night, and when I have finished with him, he’ll never mention Elsie again, let alone try to marry her secretly. I saw her to-night just before you came. Jack, my little girl is happy. It pleases me—let her stay happy, and you shall be, some day, if you will—" I did not reply. We rose to go. At the parting of the road I galloped home, he to the city. *CHAPTER XVIII* *THE LAST DANCE* It was a night in early June. The Home Stretch was all a-glitter, its porches and the great trees on the lawn lighted with rows of colored lanterns.