He has asked us to stay at King's House, but we have declined. We start
for Salem in a few hours. She wants her hand on the wheel."
"Lord Mallow--he courts her, does he?" His face grew grimmer. "Well,
she might do worse, though if she were one of my family I would rather
see her in her grave than wedded to him. For he is selfish--aye, as few
men are! He would eat and keep his apple too. His theory is that life
is but a game, and it must be played with steel. He would squeeze the
life out of a flower, and give the flower to his dog to eat. He thinks
first and always of himself. He would--but there, he would make a good
husband as husbands go for some women, but not for this woman! It is not
because he is my enemy I say this. It is because there is only one woman
like your daughter, and that is herself; and I would rather see her
married to a hedger that really loved her than to Lord Mallow, who loves
only one being on earth--himself. But see, Mrs. Llyn, now that you know
all, now that we three have met again, and this island is small and
tragedy is at our doors, don't you think your daughter should be told the
truth.
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