Finding his struggles ineffectual, Romney submitted, for he did not care to call out for assistance, as that would have led to an exposure, which he desired to avoid.
It chanced at this precise moment, that the door of Mrs. Hartley's house opened, and the two young ladies came forth, attended by Rose; but the spectacle that greeted their eyes sent them instantly back, for they guessed what had occurred.
Another ineffectual struggle took place at the door; but Romney was dragged in by Netterville, and forced into the parlour, whither the ladies had retreated with Rose and her mother.
“Beg pardon, ladies!” said Netterville, still keeping fast hold of his captive. “I hope you'll excuse the intrusion!”
“Oh, never mind us!” they rejoined. “We are glad you have caught the wretch!”
“Is this the scoundrel who has annoyed you, Rose!” said Netterville.
“It is!” she replied.
“Then down on your knees, and ask her forgiveness!” said Netterville to his prisoner.
And he forced him to this humiliating posture.
“I have done nothing to call for this usage!” said Romney.