"Graybrooke!"
Sir Joseph started at the sight of his future son-in-law's face.
"My dear Richard, you are looking very strangely! Is the heat of the
room too much for you?"
"Never mind the heat! I have seen enough to-night to justify me in
insisting that your daughter and Launcelot Linzie shall meet no more
between this and the day of my marriage." Sir Joseph attempted to speak.
Turlington declined to give him the opportunity. "Yes! yes! your opinion
of Linzie isn't mine, I know. I saw you as thick as thieves together
just now." Sir Joseph once more attempted to make himself heard. Wearied
by Turlington's perpetual complaints of his daughter and his nephew, he
was sufficiently irritated by this time to have reported what Launce had
actually said to him if he had been allowed the chance. But Turlington
persisted in going on. "I cannot prevent Linzie from being received in
this house, and at your sister's," he said; "but I can keep him out of
_my_ house in the country, and to the country let us go. I propose a
change in the arrangements.
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