ThenyoungGarvell，givingwaybeforemyslogging，stumbledandfelloverabigflint，andI，stillfollowingthetraditionofmyclassandschool，promptlyflungmyselfonhimtofinishhim。Wewerebusywitheachotheronthegroundwhenwebecameawareofadreadfulinterruption。
　　“Shutup，youFOOL！”saidArchie。
　　“Oh，LadyDrew！”IheardBeatricecry。“They’refighting！
　　They’refightingsomethingawful！”
　　Ilookedovermyshoulder。Archie’swishtogetupbecameirresistible，andmyresolvetogoonwithhimvanishedaltogether。
　　Ibecameawareofthetwooldladies，presencesofblackandpurplesilkandfurandshiningdarkthings；theyhadwalkedupthroughtheWarren，whilethehorsestookthehilleasily，andsohadcomeuponus。Beatricehadgonetothematoncewithanairoftakingrefuge，andstoodbesideandalittlebehindthem。Webothrosedejectedly。Thetwooldladieswereevidentlyquitedreadfullyshocked，andpeeringatuswiththeirpooroldeyes；
　　andneverhadIseensuchatremblementinLadyDrew’slorgnettes。
　　“You’veneverbeenfighting？“saidLadyDrew。
　　“Youhavebeenfighting。”
　　“Itwasn’tproperfighting。”snappedArchie，withaccusingeyesonme。
　　“It’sMrs。Ponderevo’sGeorge！”saidMissSomerville，soaddingaconvictionforingratitudetomyevidentsacrilege。
　　“HowcouldheDARE？”criedLadyDrew，becomingveryawful。
　　“Hebroketherules“saidArchie，sobbingforbreath。“I
　　slipped，and——hehitmewhileIwasdown。Hekneltonme。”
　　“HowcouldyouDARE？”saidLadyDrew。
　　Iproducedanexperiencedhandkerchiefrolledupintoatightball，andwipedthebloodfrommychin，butIofferednoexplanationofmydaring。Amongotherthingsthatpreventedthat，Iwastooshortofbreath。
　　“Hedidn’tfightfair。”sobbedArchie。
　　Beatrice，frombehindtheoldladies，regardedmeintentlyandwithouthostility。Iaminclinedtothinkthemodificationofmyfacethroughthedamagetomylipinterestedher。ItbecamedimlyapparenttomyconfusedintelligencethatImustnotsaythesetwohadbeenplayingwithme。Thatwouldnotbeaftertherulesoftheirgame。Iresolvedinthisdifficultsituationuponasulkysilence，andtotakewhateverconsequencesmightfollow。
　　ThepowersofjusticeinBladesovermadeanextraordinarymessofmycase。
　　IhaveregretfullytoadmitthattheHonourableBeatriceNormandydid，attheageoften，betrayme，abandonme，andliemostabominablyaboutme。Shewas，asamatteroffact，panic-strickenaboutme，consciencestrickentoo；sheboltedfromtheverythoughtofmybeingheraffiancedloverandsoforth，fromthefaintestmemoryofkissing；shewasindeedaltogetherdisgracefulandhumaninherbetrayal。Sheandherhalf-brotherliedinperfectconcord，andIwaspresentedasawantonassailantofmysocialbetters。TheywerewaitingaboutintheWarren，whenIcameupandspoketothem，etc。
　　Onthewhole，InowperceiveLadyDrew’sdecisionswere，inthelightoftheevidence，reasonableandmerciful。
　　Theywereconveyedtomebymymother，whowas，Ireallybelieve，evenmoreshockedbythegrossnessofmysocialinsubordinationthanLadyDrew。Shedilatedonherladyship’skindnessestome，ontheeffronteryandwickednessofmyprocedure，andsocameatlasttothetermsofmypenance。“YoumustgouptoyoungMr。
　　Garvell，andbeghispardon。”
　　“Iwon’tbeghispardon。”Isaid，speakingforthefirsttime。
　　Mymotherpaused，incredulous。
　　Ifoldedmyarmsonhertable-cloth，anddeliveredmywickedlittleultimatum。“Iwon’tbeghispardonnohow。”Isaid。
　　“See？”
　　“ThenyouwillhavetogoofftoyouruncleFrappatChatham。”
　　“Idon’tcarewhereIhavetogoorwhatIhavetodo，Iwon’tbeghispardon。”Isaid。
　　AndIdidn’t。
　　AfterthatIwasoneagainsttheworld。Perhapsinmymother’shearttherelurkedsomepityforme，butshedidnotshowit。
　　Shetookthesideoftheyounggentleman；shetriedhard，shetriedveryhard，tomakemesayIwassorryIhadstruckhim。
　　Sorry！
　　Icouldn’texplain。
　　SoIwentintoexileinthedog-carttoRedwoodstation，withJukesthecoachman，coldlysilent，drivingme，andallmypersonalbelongingsinasmallAmericanclothportmanteaubehind。
　　IfeltIhadmuchtoembitterme；thegamehadandthebeginningsoffairnessbyanystandardsIknew。ButthethingthatembitteredmemostwasthattheHonourableBeatriceNormandyshouldhaverepudiatedandfledfrommeasthoughIwassomesortofleper，andnotevenhavetakenachanceorso，togivemeagood-bye。Shemighthavedonethatanyhow！SupposingIhadtoldonher！Butthesonofaservantcountsasaservant。Shehadforgottenandnowremembered。
　　IsolacedmyselfwithsomeextraordinarydreamofcomingbacktoBladesover，stern，powerful，afterthefashionofCoriolanus。I
　　donotrecallthedetails，butIhavenodoubtIdisplayedgreatmagnanimity。
　　Well，anyhowIneversaidIwassorryforpoundingyoungGarvell，andIamnotsorrytothisday。
　　WhenIwasthusbanishedfromBladesoverHouse，asitwasthenthoughtforgoodandall，Iwassentbymymotherinavindictivespirit，firsttohercousinNicodemusFrapp，andthen，asafullyindenturedapprentice，tomyunclePonderevo。
　　IranawayfromthecareofmycousinNicodemusbacktoBladesoverHouse。
　　MycousinNicodemusFrappwasabakerinabackstreet——aslumrather——justoffthatmiserablenarrowmeanhighroadthatthreadsthoseexquisitebeads，RochesterandChatham。Hewas，I
　　mustadmit，ashocktome，muchdominatedbyayoung，plump，prolific，malingeringwife；abent，slow-moving，unwillingdarkmanwithflourinhishairandeyelashes，inthelinesofhisfaceandtheseamsofhiscoat。I’veneverhadachancetocorrectmyearlyimpressionofhim，andhestillremainsanalmostdreadfulmemory，asortofcaricatureofincompetentsimplicity。AsIrememberhim，indeed，hepresentedtheserviletraditionperfected。Hehadnoprideinhisperson；fineclothesanddressingupwasn’t“forthelikesof“him，sothathegothiswife，whowasnoartistatit，tocuthisblackhairatirregularintervals，andlethisnailsbecomedisagreeabletothefastidiouseye；hehadnoprideinhisbusinessnoranyinitiative；hisonlyvirtueswerenotdoingcertainthingsandhardwork。“Youruncle。”saidmymother——allgrown-upcousinswereunclesbycourtesyamongtheVictorianmiddle-class——“isn’tmuchtolookatortalkto，buthe’saGoodHard-WorkingMan。”
　　Therewasasortofbasehonourablenessabouttoil，howeverneedless，inthatsystemofinversion。Anotherpointofhonourwastoriseatorbeforedawn，andthenlaboriouslymuddleabout。
　　ItwasverydistinctlyimpressedonmymindthattheGoodHard-WorkingManwouldhavethoughtit“fal-lallish“toownapockethandkerchief。PooroldFrapp——dirtyandcrushedby，productof，Bladesover’smagnificence！Hemadenofightagainsttheworldatall，hewasflounderinginsmalldebtsthatwerenotsosmallbutthatfinallytheyoverwhelmedhim，whenevertherewasoccasionforanyexertionhiswifefellbackuponpainsandher“condition。”andGodsentthemmanychildren，mostofwhomdied，andso，bytheircomingandgoing，gaveadoubleexerciseinthevirtuesofsubmission。