Besides, it was impertinence in any man to tell his mother his opinion of her to her face.

And to call him "poor Henry," forsooth! This was not to be endured! Having thus wrought himself up to a sufficient degree of indignation, the young man went straight to the door, making considerable noise in order to prepare those within for his advent.

He had expected to find it locked.

In this he was mistaken.

It yielded to a push.
Throwing it wide open, Henry strode into the middle of the apartment, and, pointing the pistol at Gascoyne's breast, exclaimed: "Pirate Durward, I arrest you in the king's name!" At the first sound of her son's approach, Mrs.Stuart bent forward over the table with a groan, and buried her face in her hands.
Gascoyne received Henry's speech at first with a frown, and then with a smile.
"You have taken a strange time and way to jest, Henry," said he, crossing his arms on his broad chest and gazing boldly into the youth's face.
"You will not throw me off my guard thus," said Henry, sternly.