He made no attempt to think what he would say to Colonel Grey. He was too angry. He galloped the two miles to the "Cart and Horses" at Bellingham, where Colonel Grey was staying, in order to restore his health and to fish. At the door of the inn he bellowed: "Ostler! Ostler!" Then without waiting to see whether an ostler came, he threw the reins on his horse's neck, left it to its own devices, strode into the tap-room, and bellowed to the affrighted landlady, Mrs. Turnbull, to take him straight to Colonel Grey. Trembling, she led him upstairs to Grey's sitting-room on the first floor. Before she could knock, he opened the door, bounced through it, and slammed it. Grey was sitting at the other side of the table, looking through a book of flies. He appeared to be quite unmoved by the sudden entry of the infuriated nobleman, or by his raucous bellow: "So here you are, you infernal scoundrel!" He looked at him with a cold, distasteful eye, and said in a clear, very unpleasant voice: "Another time knock before you come into my room." Lord Loudwater had not expected to be received in this fashion; dimly he had seen Grey cowering. He paused, then said less loudly: "Knock? Hey? Knock? Knock at the door of an infernal scoundrel like you?" His voice began to gather volume again. "Likely I should take the trouble! I know all about your scoundrelly game." Colonel Grey remembered that Olivia had said that she proposed to deny the kiss, and his course was quite clear to him. "I don't know whether you're drunk, or mad," he said in a quiet, contemptuous voice. This again was not what Lord Loudwater had expected. But Grey was a strong believer in the theory that the attacker has the advantage, and he had an even stronger belief that an enemy in a fury is far less dangerous than an enemy calm. "You're lying! You know I'm neither!" bellowed Lord Loudwater. "You kissed Olivia--Lady Loudwater--in the East wood. You know you did. You were seen doing it." "You're raving, man," said Colonel Grey quietly, in a yet more unpleasant tone. The interview was not going as Lord Loudwater had seen it. He had to swallow violently before he could say: "You were seen doing it! Seen! By one of my gamekeepers!" "You must have paid him to say so," said Colonel Grey with quiet conviction. Lord Loudwater was a little staggered by the accusation. He gasped and stuttered: "D-D-Damn your impudence! P-P-Paid to say it!" "Yes, paid," said Colonel Grey, without raising his voice. "You happened to hear that we had tea in the pavilion in the wood--probably from Lady Loudwater herself--and you made up this stupid lie and paid your gamekeeper to tell it in order to score off her. It's exactly the dog's trick a bullying ruffian like you would play a woman." "D-D-Dog's trick? Me?" stammered Lord Loudwater, gasping. He was used to saying things of this kind to other people; not to have them said to him.