And as they sat there, those two with their white faces and coal black eyes that glowed with the fierce fires of hate and revenge, any one would have been willing to swear, so fearfully alike was the expression of both, that they inherited the same evil passions, and that the same blood flowed in their veins.
Did it?
The future will show.
CHAPTER IV.
“I WILL NOT!”
Robert drove home as fast as he could make old Prince go, his mind all confused, while doubts and fears oppressed him. His father was just going in to tea when he arrived, and Robert followed him into the dining-room.
Mr. Ellerton received Mrs. Dupont’s message with evident displeasure.
“What does Mrs. Dupont wish to-night,” he asked, “that is so important? Can’t she wait until some other time?”
“No, sir; she told me to come back immediately.”
“Do you know what she wants?” inquired his father.
“Yes, sir,” replied Robert, blushing deeply; “but I cannot tell you; she will do that.”