"I want you to see this gentleman out with me.
Nip his arms behind his back, he can't hurt you." It was done with a little difficulty, and there was a further scuffle in the hall, for the stranger resisted strenuously, but a minute later the trio reeled out of the door just as a buggy pulled up.

Then, as the evicted man plunged forward alone, Winston, straightening himself suddenly, saw that Colonel Barrington was looking down on him, and that his niece was seated at his side.

He stood still, flushed and breathless, with his jacket hanging rent half-way up about him, and the Colonel's voice was quietly ironical.
"I had a question or two to ask you, but can wait," he said.

"No doubt I shall find you less engaged another time." He flicked the horse, and as the buggy rolled away the other man walked up to Winston.
"While I only wanted to get rid of you before, I feel greatly tempted to give you your wish now," said the latter.
The stranger laughed dryly.

"I guess you needn't worry.