The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn - Evelyn Everett-Green - Bog

"Dost defy me to my face, sirrah?" "I have no desire to defy you, father, but--" "But me no 'buts, ' and father me no 'fathers, '" stormed the angry old man, probably quite unconscious of the Shakespearian smack of his phrase; "I am no father to heretic spawn--a plague and a curse be on all such! Go to, thou wicked and deceitful boy; thou wilt one day bitterly rue thy evil practices. Thinkest thou that I will harbour beneath my roof one who sets me at open defiance; one who is a traitor to his house and to his faith