"Well, you've done it now, anyway; you've come to me, and told me against her orders. Now, she'll go—if I tell her."
"I shall tell her; I couldn't do this without being honest enough to tell her that I've done it."
"But—you say she'll go away."
"She certainly will, unless you ask her to remain."
"I?"
"Yes; you, dad."
"Do you think I'm going to deliberately bite my own head off?"
Jack smiled forlornly. "If you don't ask her to stay, you'll be biting my head off; but I won't need a head if she goes, so bite away, dad, if you're going to."
Rivett stared at him in stony silence.
"Do you know what your sister has done?"