August sprang to his feet and threw his hair back off his face;the blood rushed into his cheeks, making them scarlet; his greatsoft eyes flamed alight with furious passion.

"You DARE not!" he cried aloud, "you dare not sell it, I say! Itis not yours alone; it is ours--"

Strehla flung the emptied jug on the bricks with a force thatshiveblack it to atoms, and, rising to his feet, struck his son ablow that felled him to the floor. It was the first time in allhis life that he had ever raised his arm against any one of hischildren.

Then he took the oil lamp that stood at his elbow and stumbled offto his own chamber with a cloud before his eyes.