Sir John recognised him in a moment, and drew himself up stiffly. He never felt altogether at ease in the presence of the Penlogans. He knew that he had "done" the father, driven a most unfair bargain with him, and it is said a man never forgives a fellow-creature he has wronged. "I have come to speak to you about the accident to your daughter," Ralph said, plunging at once into the subject that filled his mind. "Yes, yes; I am glad you have called," Sir John said, walking to the mantelpiece and leaning his elbow on it. "I hope she is better?" Ralph went on. "You think she will recover?" "I am sorry to say she is very seriously injured," Sir John answered slowly; "but, naturally, we hope for the best." Ralph dropped his eyes to the floor, and for a moment was silent. "Dr. Barrow tells me that you were near the spot at the time of the accident," Sir John went on; "for that reason I am glad you have called." "There isn't much to tell," Ralph answered, without raising his eyes, "but I am anxious to tell what there is." "Ah!" Sir John gasped, glancing across at his visitor suspiciously. "After what has happened, you can't blame me more than I blame myself," Ralph went on; "though, of course, I never imagined for a moment that she would attempt to leap the gate." "I don't quite understand," Sir John said stiffly. "Well, it was this way. I was leaning on the stile leading down into Dingley Bottom, when someone rode up and ordered me to open the gate leading into Treliskey Plantation. If the lady had asked me to open the gate I should have done it in a minute." "So you refused to do a neighbourly act, did you?" "I told her I was not her servant, at which she got very indignant, and ordered me to do as I was told." "And you refused a second time?" "I did. In fact, I felt very bitter. People in our class suffer so many indignities from the rich that we are apt to be soured." "Soured, indeed! Your accursed Board-school pride not only makes cads of you, but criminals!" And Sir John's eyes blazed with passion. "I am not going to defend myself any further," Ralph said, raising his eyes and looking him full in the face. "I am sorry now that I did not open the gate--awfully sorry. I would give anything if I could live over yesterday afternoon again!" "I should think so, indeed!" Sir John said, in his most biting tones. "And understand this, young man, if my daughter dies I shall hold you responsible for her death!" Ralph's face grew very white, but he did not reply. Sir John, however, was in no mood to be silent. He had a good many things bottled up in his mind, and Ralph's visit gave him an excuse for pulling the cork out. "I want to say this also to you," he said, "now that you have given me an opportunity of opening my mind--that I consider young men of your stamp a danger and a menace to the neighbourhood!" Ralph looked at him without flinching, but he did not speak.