One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. "Devil!" cried the widow, catching his arm, and gazing with frantic eagerness in his face, "how many years will you give my son before you execute your terrible threat?" "NINE!" answered Jonathan sternly. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step. She veiled her emotion by taking off his overcoat. " CHAPTER XIV. He returned, blue towel in hand. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. ‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced.
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