Paul turned about.
"You say I am afraid to tell her. You charge me with trapping her into marrying me. You shall tell her yourself, now, here, and before my very face!"
"Come in and shut the door," said Hugh.
"It would do no good, and perhaps some harm. No matter, you shall tell her. I challenge you to tell her."
"Come in, and listen to me," said Hugh, sullenly; and putting himself between Paul and the door, he closed it. "There is more to think of than what Greta may feel," he added. "Have you nothing to say to me?"
Paul's impetuous passion cooled suddenly.
"I have made you atonement," he said, faintly, and dropped into a seat.
"Atonement!"
Hugh Ritson smiled bitterly.
"When you return you will see," said Paid, his eyes once more on the ground.