"You are of full age," he said bitterly, "and have your own income—now."
Robert flushed and then turned pale.
"I will give that up if you wish, provided you'll retain Hartley," he said, quietly.
Mr. Vyner continued his perambulation smoked furiously and muttered something "forcing conditions upon him."
"I can't leave Hartley in the lurch," said he quietly. "It's not his fault. I can look to myself."
Mr. Vyner stopped and regarded him. "Don't be a fool," he said, shortly. "If it wasn't for mother—"
His son repressed a smile by an effort and feel more at ease. One of Mrs. Vyner's privileges was to serve as an excuse for any display of weakness of which her husband might be guilty.
"This pretended marriage will be a further scandal," said Mr. Vyner, frowning. "What are you going to tell people?"
"Nothing," said Robert.
"Do you think it is conducive to discipline to marry the daughter of my chief clerk?" continued his father.