"I tell you she will, and without your consent, unless you can talk her out of this infatuation and marry her to Heron."
"There will be no need to talk her out of it." Mr. Cass said, coldly. "Webster will not marry her."
"Do you mean that he will refuse?"
"I mean that he will refuse," he replied with decision.
"And under your influence?"
"Under my influence. Yes."
"Ah!" Aunt Inez drew a long breath, for her suspicions as to the identity of Webster were now confirmed. "Then you intend to use the knowledge of his father's murder to influence this so-called Webster?"
"What do you mean?" Mr. Cass asked angrily.
"Exactly what I say," retorted his sister. "I am not a fool, if you are Sebastian, Webster is the son of Jenner, who was murdered at the Turnpike House. I remember how his mother used to bring him here to beg for food. He is just the same nervous creature now as he was then. I could not recollect where I had seen him before until he recognised his father in that photograph----"
"He did not recognize his father."