"Oh, leave me alone, boy, do! I'll let you know when it's time to come home again." Piers came towards him.

He halted with the light from the lamp full on his resolute face.

"If you are going to wait on Tudor's convenience," he said, "you'll wait--longer than I shall." "What the devil do you mean ?" thundered Sir Beverley.
But again Piers turned aside from open conflict.

He put a quiet hand through his grandfather's arm.
"Come along, sir! We'll smoke in the hall," he said.

"I think you understand me.