"I did, sir. I wondered very much."
"And you felt inclined to refuse."
"I had almost made up my mind to."
"Why did you change your mind?"
George pondered, and looked again at his neat shoes. "Well, sir," said he, after a pause, "I thought that after a dinner we might come to understand each other better, and I am anxious for peace."
"And for recognition of your birth."
"Naturally. The one included the other."
"Does that mean you will fight till you get what you want?"
"Yes," said George curtly, and then closed his lips with a firm determination to give battle if necessary. At the same time he felt it was rather awkward after eating Derrington's food. A sudden impulse made him rise.
"What's the matter now?" asked Derrington, not moving.