'I certainly,' replied Wilfred, severely, 'did not expect to see you in a lady's presence in a costume like that.'
'Never mind my costume.' Sir Jasper turned.
'Murgatroyd, do your duty!'
The butler, scowling horribly, advanced into the room.
'Stop!' screamed Angela.
'I haven't begun yet, miss,' said the butler, deferentially.
'You shan't touch Wilfred. I love him.'
'What!' cried Sir Jasper. 'After all that has happened?'
'Yes. He has explained everything.'
A grim frown appeared on the baronet's vermilion face.