Mr. Rougeant was not prepared for this. "I knew it," he said in a vexed tone of voice; "this is the satisfaction you give me for having brought you up like a lady, spending a great part of my income towards your education. I tell you, you are a foolish girl, a simpleton; I won't have any of your nonsense. I will see to this later on."
They retired for the night; Mr. Rougeant enraged at his daughter's abhorrence of Tom, and Adèle deeply grieved at the condition of affairs.
Alas! she knew her father well.
She felt that a terrible battle would have to be fought some day; a conflict for love and liberty.
And, raising her eyes to heaven, she prayed that she might have strength to support the fight.
CHAPTER XI.
Business.