"You seem to have been raking things up, Colonel."
"One must deal with a rogue according to his roguery," Colonel John retorted.
Asgill's face grew dark. This was taking the buttons off with a vengeance. He made a movement, but restrained himself. "You don't mince matters," he said.
"I do not."
"You may be finding it an unfortunate policy before long," Asgill said between his teeth. He was moved at last, angered, perhaps apprehensive of what was coming.
"Maybe, sir," Colonel John returned, "maybe. But in the meantime let me remind you that your tricks as a horsedealer would not go far to recommend you as a guest to my kinswoman."
"Oh?"
"Who shall assuredly hear who seized her mare if you persist in forcing your company upon her."
"Upon her?" Asgill repeated, in a peculiar tone. "I see."
Colonel John reddened. "You know now," he said. "And if you persist——"