Fear had kept the Major in his place. When the
Major learned who the stranger was, he had become silent and
reserved. Before the father and son had finished their dinner,
Tifto had gone to his cigar; and so the danger was over.
'By George, there's Silverbridge has got his governor to dinner,'
said Tifto, standing in the middle of the room, and looking round
as though he were announcing some confusion of the heavens and
earth.
'Why shouldn't Silverbridge have his father to dine with him?'
asked Mr Lupton.
'I believe I know Silverbridge as well as any man, and by George
it is the very last thing of the kind that I should have expected.
There have been no end of quarrels.'
'There has been no quarrel at all,' said Tregear, who had just
then entered the room. 'Nothing on earth would make Silverbridge
quarrel with his father, and I think it would break the Duke's
heart to quarrel with his son.' Tifto endeavoured to argue the
matter out, but Tregear having made the assertion on behalf of his
friend would not allow himself to be enticed into further speech.
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