That doesn't sound like you, sir; and I don't understand why you should chuck up the sponge so quickly." Sir Stephen raised his head and looked at Stafford with a curious expression of mingled surprise and apprehension.
"What is it you are saying, Stafford ?" he asked.

"What is it you mean?
I don't understand.

We're not beaten; Ralph Falconer has offered to make the concession over to me; and no one need know that I have failed, that he had stolen the march on me.

You heard what he said: that you were in love with his daughter Maude, and that of course he could not injure his future son-in-law.

Stafford!" He sprang to his feet and began to pace up and down the room.