Dorothy kissed Madge's hand and rose to her feet.
"Where is my father ?" asked Dorothy, to whom a repentant feeling toward Lady Crawford had brought partial calmness.

"I will go to him immediately and will have this matter over.

We might as well understand each other at once.

Father seems very dull at understanding me.

But he shall know me better before long." Sir George may have respected the strength of his adversary, but Dorothy had no respect for the strength of her foe.