"Stale news, Haskins," said Rebb, recovering his wits. "Geary found out, at least a week ago, that Arnold was traveling round the country, in a kind of gipsy caravan, selling books. It was about Arnold that Geary wrote to me. I came down to see into the matter, as Arnold is a rascal. But I also learned on my arrival, from Bellaria, that you had been taking an interest in my affairs!" And he sneered.
"In the affairs of the woman I hope to make my wife!" said Gerald imperturbably.
Rebb rose stiffly. "Mr. Haskins," he said, in a most ceremonious manner, "had you come to me in the first place, and without acting in this underhand manner, I should have told you that such a marriage is impossible. I tell you so now, and beg to end this interview."
Gerald rose also. "As you please, Major Rebb. After all," he paused at the door, "six thousand a year is worth fighting for."
Rebb gasped, again turned pale, and fell back into his chair.
[CHAPTER XIV.]
THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS.
"Do you still wish me to go?" inquired Gerald politely, and half opening the sitting-room door.
"No," cried Rebb sharply. "Shut that door again and explain yourself."
Haskins returned to his seat. "Does what I say need explanation?"