"What do you mean, sir?" he sternly asked.
"That it will be unnecessary for you to repeat your order, for the very simple reason that I'm a man. I've the right to do my own thinking, and I propose to do it."
With a quick stride the Colonel confronted the young rebel, his breath quick and laboured, his face aflame with unbridled rage.
"You dare thus to defy my wishes?"
"If you put it that way, yes."
The Colonel stepped to the door and opened it.
"You will obey my order or get out of this house never to enter it again. Take your choice!"
"You mean it?" the younger man asked, with sullen emphasis.
"Exactly what I say," was the cold reply.
Norman turned without a word, seized his hat, and left the room. As he reached the end of the corridor, and placed his hand on the front door, his father's voice rang out suddenly: