"Yes, I have."
"That's all I want. If you have told him all, he must see that I am not to blame."
"You'll find out. He's mad enough."
Oliver knew enough of his step-father to accept this as probable.
"Now, for it," he thought, and followed Roland into his father's presence.
CHAPTER II.
OPEN REVOLT.
B ENJAMIN Kenyon, the father of Roland and Oliver's step-father, was a man of fifty or more. He had a high narrow forehead, small eyes, and a scanty supply of coarse black hair rimming a bald crown with a fringe in the shape of a horse-shoe. His expression was crafty and insincere. A tolerable judge of physiognomy would at once pronounce him as a man not to be trusted.
He turned upon Oliver with a frown, and said harshly:
"How dared you assault my son Roland!"