Then he was furious and answered that he did want it, to support the peerage which he was going to get.

He said also," she added slowly, "that I was 'an ignorant, interfering vixen,' yes, that is what he called me, a vixen, who had always been a disappointment to him and thwarted his plans.

'However,' he went on, 'as you think so little of my hard-earned money, I'll take care that you don't have more of it than I can help.

I am not going to leave it to be wasted on silly charities by a sour old maid, for that's what you are, since you can't get hold of your precious parson's son, who I hope will be sent to the war and killed.
I'll see the lawyers to-morrow, and make a will, which I hope you'll find pleasant reading one day.' "I answered that he might make what will he liked, and left the room, though he tried to stop me.
"About half an hour later I saw the butler running about the garden where I was, looking for me in the gloom, and heard him calling: 'Come to Sir John, miss.

Come to Sir John!' "I went in and there was my father fallen forward on the dining-room table, with blood coming from his lips, though I believe this was caused by a crushed wineglass.