"Not if there was not another woman in the world!" "That's all nonsense, Leo. She has a good dowry and she is an agreeable girl. You _shall_ marry her." "I don't love her," protested Leo. "No matter; she loves you. Her brother told me so, and I am woman enough to see that she is deeply attached to you." "I won't marry her!" said Leo, doggedly. "I have a right to choose a wife for myself, and Miss Hale is not my choice." "Ah! Then what I have heard is true?" "What have you heard?" he demanded, with a dangerous look in his blue eyes. Mrs Gabriel was going too far. "That you are in love with Sibyl Tempest." "That is true. She is a beautiful and charming girl." "And a beggar!" burst out Mrs Gabriel, savagely. "Her father has nothing beyond his stipend, and that he spends on books. When he dies she will be a beggar. If you married her she would bring you no dowry." "She will bring me herself," replied Haverleigh, "and that is good enough for me. I love Sybil with my whole soul." "And how do you propose to keep her?" sneered Mrs Gabriel. "Not as the heir to your property," said Leo, wrathfully. "In some way or another I shall make my way in the world. Sybil is quite willing to wait for me. We are engaged." "Ha! You seem to have settled the whole matter." "We have. And it will not be unsettled by anyone." The young man looked so determined, there was such fire in his eye, such a firmness about his closed mouth, that Mrs Gabriel felt that she was beaten. For the moment she retreated gracefully, but by no means gave up her point. By nagging at Leo she might be enabled to bring about things as she wished. "Well, have it your own way," she said, rising. "I have said my say, and you are behaving abominably." "I am sorry you should think so, but I really cannot submit to this life any longer. You quite understand that next week I go to London?" "As you please." Mrs Gabriel was outwardly calm, but inwardly furious. "I hope you have well considered what you are doing?" "I have. My mind has been made up for some time." "In that case, Leo, we may as well part good friends. I shall pay your debts and fit you out. Now do not contradict me. If you have any feeling of gratitude you will at least let me do this much." Haverleigh did not like the proposition, as he felt that Mrs Gabriel was preparing some snare into which he might blindly fall. However, as he could not see his way to a refusal, and, moreover, was weary of this bickering, he merely bowed. Mrs Gabriel had thus gained time, and in some measure had secured the victory. It remained to her to make the best use of it. She was determined that Leo should marry Edith Hale. "Have you had luncheon, Leo?" she asked, changing the subject. "No. But I am not hungry now." "Nonsense. A big man like you. Come in and have something to eat at once."