"Say no more," he said. "You must go. You have no right to interfere with my plans."
"Say no more? Won't I be tellin' the misthress and Master Frank how you tried to kill the poor dog, first with p'ison, and nixt wid a pistol?"
There was something in this speech that made Mr. Craven hesitate and reflect.
He knew that Katy's revelation would provoke Frank, and make him an enemy, and he feared the boy's influence on his mother, particularly as he was concocting plans for inducing his wife to place some of her money in his hand under pretext of a new investment. He must be careful not to court hostile influences, and after all, he resolved to bear with Katy, much as he disliked her.
"On the whole, Katy," he said, after a pause, "I will accept your apology, and you may stay."
"My apology!" said Katy, in astonishment.
"Yes, your explanation. I see your motives were good, and I will think no more about it. You had better not mention this matter to Mrs. Craven or Frank, as it might disturb them."
"And won't you try to kill Pomp agin?" asked Katy.