“Yes,” said Mowbray.
“What right have you?” said Edith, haughtily. And then turning to the porter, she said, imperatively, “Open that gate at once.”
But the obdurate porter did not obey her now any more than before.
“Captain Mowbray,” said she, “order that man to open the gate.”
“I will not,” said Mowbray, rudely.
“Then I shall ride by your side till you go out.”
“You shall not.”
“Is that the way that a gentleman speaks to a lady?”
“You won't get me into trouble, anyway.”
“I don't intend to,” said Edith, scornfully. “It is my own act. You will not take me out, but I go out of my own accord.”