"Shut up, Ware," he interrupted. "Play the
game. You've no right to say that."
"I have the right," cried Dick.
"Hush!" said Austin, interposing.
"There's no need to prolong this painful discussion. To-morrow--as
Viviette's guardian--"
"To-morrow?" Dick shouted. "Where shall I be to-morrow? Away from
here--unable to defend her--unable to say a word."
"If you said a thousand words," said Viviette, "they wouldn't make an
atom of difference. Lord Banstead has asked me to marry him. I have
accepted him openly. What dare you say to it?"
"Yes," said Banstead. "She has made no bones about it. I've asked her
five times. Now she accepts me. What have you to say to it?"
"I say she shan't marry you," said Dick, glaring at the other.
"Steady, steady, Dick," said Austin warningly. But Dick shook his
warning angrily aside, and Austin saw that, once again that day, Dick
was desperate.
"Not while I live shall she marry you. Don't I know your infernal
beastly life?"
"Now, look here," said Banstead, at bay.
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