"Very likely he would," replied the General, dryly, "and I must say his talk about Queen Mary seemed rather bad taste. But that's not the question, Kate, which is your conduct in leaving a place of worship in such an … unladylike fashion."
"What?" for this was new talk from her father.
"As no Carnegie ought to have done. You have forgotten yourself and your house, and there is just one thing for you to do, and the sooner the better."
"Father, I 'll never look at him again … and after that evening at Dr. Davidson's, and our talking … about Queen Mary, and … lots of things."
"Whether you meet Mr. Carmichael again or not is your own affair, but this touches us both, and you … must write a letter of apology."
"And if I don't?" said Kate, defiantly.
"Then I shall write one myself for you. A Carnegie must not insult any man, be he one faith or the other, and offer him no amends."
So Donald handed in this letter at the Free Kirk Manse that evening, and left without an answer.
TOCHTY LODGE.
SIR,—Your violent and insolent attack on a martyred Queen caused me to lose self-control in your church to-day, and I was unable to sit longer under such language.