'Why?'
'Well do you know why. And let me remind you that all sin brings its own punishment in this world.'
'If found out,' he interrupted.
'And in the next, whether found out here or not.'
'Why the deuce do you preach thus to me?' he asked savagely, his fears again awakened, so true is it that
'Many a shaft at random sent
Finds mark the archer never meant.'
'And what do you take me for that you treat me thus, and talk to me in this manner?'
'What do I take you for? By your treatment of me I take you to be an insolent, cruel, and heartless fellow, who can be worse at times.'
'Take care! the pedestal you stand on may give way. It lies with me to smash it, and some fine day you may be sorry for the way in which you have dared to treat me, Shafto——'
'Gyle,' interrupted Dulcie almost spitefully.