He was to be used! He was to be made a part of the ugly web Colonel
Grand was weaving about the unhappy Braddocks!
All the innate chivalry in the boy's nature sprang up in rebellion
against this calm devilry. A blind rage assailed his senses. For the
moment there was real murder in his heart; his vision was red and
unsteady; his whole body shook with the tumult of blood that surged to
his brain. Impelled by an irresistible force, his legs carried him ten
paces or more toward the object of his loathing before his better
judgment revived sufficiently to put a check on the mad impulse.
Instead of rushing on to certain disaster, he conquered the desire to
strike for his own pride and for the honor of the woman in the case;
he had the good sense to see that he could gain no lasting
satisfaction by physical assault upon the man nor could he expect to
help matters by reproaching Thomas Braddock for the miserable part he
was playing in the affair.
Covered with shame and anger, he abruptly hurried away from the scene
of temptation, making his way to the dressing-tent, where he hoped to
find Joey Grinaldi.
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