But Jack continued: 'It is you—and I made it of wax, so that it should melt, and you should get ill, and—— '
'Oh! you wicked boy!' exclaimed Lilian, aghast; 'what harm had George done you?'
'He wanted to take you away,' explained Jack sullenly, 'and I don't want him to. But I tell you I am sorry now about the image.'
'Why?' demanded Captain Halliard.
'You are a brave man. You pulled those curtains down. I couldn't have done that! I don't care if you do marry my sister now.'
'Hooray!' shouted Gussie, capering wildly about; 'and now you'll let me be a bridesmaid, won't you, Jack? I didn't—oh, I didn't want that nasty wax image to melt all away!'
And so Jack learnt that magic is not only silly, but wrong, and found that Captain Halliard was after all not so terrible as to need a wizard to drive him away.