"No!" he cried harshly, and shook his hand free of hers.

"It ends not thus." He looked almost as he would fling himself upon his brother, his figure erect now, defiant and menacing; his face ashen, his eyes wild.

"It ends not thus!" he repeated, and his voice rang sinister.
"No," Mr.Caryll agreed quietly.

"It ends not thus." He looked sadly from son to mother.

"It had not even begun thus, but that you would have it so.