There was a sad and long pressure of two hands directly after; and Denis went off back towards the Manor, while Veronica, after kissing her father, stole up to her room for the maiden's consolation--salt and water, warm, shed copiously into a piece of cambric. "Can't help liking the young dog," said the Doctor. "Humph!" he added, laughing: "nice son to destroy his father's ungodly works! So it was he?" VOLUME ONE, CHAPTER SIX. SAWN OFF. Lord Pinemount was seated in his library, biting his nails mentally, as he lay back in his easy chair glaring at his steward, who stood before him wishing he could get another post, where his master would not be a tyrant, and thinking that, if it had not been for the fact that he had a large wife and a small family at home, he would resign at once. "And you are sure?" "Oh yes, my lord--quite." "Went straight there?" "Yes, my lord; and I hope your lordship considers I have done my duty in telling you according to your orders." "I consider, sir, that you have behaved like a miserable, contemptible sneak." "But your lordship told me to--" "Don't talk to me, sir. Leave the room." The steward left the room, and as he closed the door he turned round, showing his teeth, and shook his fist. "Old beast!" he said aloud: "I'll serve you out for this some day." Then his countenance changed, his jaw dropped, and he drew to one side to allow Lady Pinemount to pass, fully conscious that she must have heard his words and seen the expression on his face. "It's all over," he groaned, as her ladyship passed into the library. "I'm a ruined man. She'll tell him, and--oh dear, oh dear! The workhouse stares us all in the face." But Lady Pinemount did not tell her husband, for she knew that the unfortunate steward must have been smarting from one of the injuries his lordship knew so well how to inflict. In fact, if she had felt so disposed she would not have had the opportunity, for the moment she had closed the door she was addressed. "Ah, here you are!" cried her lord. "I hope you are satisfied." "Satisfied, dear?" "Dear? Bah! You've encouraged and sided with that scoundrel of a boy, till he is in open rebellion against me; and then you call me dear." "I have not encouraged him," said Lady Pinemount. "I have always tried to set you two at one. What is the matter now?" "Why, I've found out this morning that Denis himself cut down and burned that hoarding." "Over whose destruction you insulted Doctor Salado." "I made a mistake," said his lordship. "I daresay even angels make mistakes sometimes." "I don't know," said her ladyship quietly. "Of course you will apologise to the Doctor?" "The Doctor? The quack! No, madam, I am not going to stoop to that." Lady Pinemount sighed. "And that's not the worst of it. I forbade the young scoundrel to go near those people again. Did I, or did I not?" "You did, dear, emphatically. But if Denis really cares for Miss Salado--"