Richard flung him into the hall and closed the door.

'Arry had again to struggle with gravitation.
'Walk upstairs, if you can!' ordered his brother with contemptuous severity.
After much trouble 'Arry was got to his room, thrust in, and the door slammed behind him.
Richard was not disposed to argue with his brother this time.

He waited in the dining-room next morning till the champion of liberty presented himself; then, scarcely looking at him, said with quiet determination: 'Pack your clothes some time to-day.

You're going to Wanley to-morrow morning.' 'Not unless I choose,' remarked 'Arry.
'You look here,' exclaimed the elder, with concentrated savageness which did credit to his powers of command.

What you choose has nothing to do with it, and that you'll please to understand.