Yes, and I was right, for you shall not drag my name in the dirt.

But another man--Benoni!" He could not speak for his wrath, and his tall figure moved rapidly about the room, his heart seeking expression in action.
He looked like some forgotten creature of harm, suddenly galvanised into destructive life.

It was well that Benoni was not within reach.
Hedwig stood calmly by the table, proud in her soul that her father should be roused to such fury.

The old man paused in his walk, came to her, and with his hand turned her face to the light, gazing savagely into her eyes.
"You never told me a lie," he growled out.
"Never," she said, boldly, as she faced him scornfully.

He knew his own temper in his child, and was satisfied.