And the men stopped.
“How dare you!” cried his lordship, white now with fury. “What the devil do you mean? Of all the insolence! Go on, men, at once; and as for you, sir, I have already instructed the police for your destruction of my property. Now I shall proceed against you for trespass.”
“Stop!” roared the Doctor again, as the men swung up their axes; and Veronica turned cold, and felt as if her delightful love-dream was at an end.
Lord Pinemount dragged his horse’s head round, and rode closer to the Doctor.
“What do you mean, fellow?” he roared.
“Have the goodness to recollect that you are addressing a gentleman. Stop those men. I will not have my property disfigured by these trees being cut down.”
“Oh, papa, papa!” sighed Veronica.
“What, you dare!” cried his lordship. “Your property—disfigured!”
“Then I will not have the Manor disfigured by that timber being taken down.”
“Are you mad?” yelled his lordship.