"You SAW it?" Nathaniel asked in dismay.

"I did. I not only SAW, but I HEARD. I wish you had, too. I heard a
man lay bare his heart and his brain and his soul that others might
knew the light in them. I saw and heard a man offer up his life that
others might know some gleam of happiness in THEIR lives. It was
wonderful! It was heroic! It was God-like!"

"If I ever hear of you doing such a thing again, you shall go back
to London the next day."

"That sounds exactly as though my dead father were speaking."

"I'll not be made a laughing-stock by you."

"You make yourself one as your father did before you. A Kingsnorth!
What has your name meant? Because one of our forefathers cheated the
world into giving him a fortune, by buying his goods for more than
they were worth, we have tried to canonise him and put a halo around
the name of Kingsnorth. To me it stands for all that is mean and
selfish and vain and ignorant. The power of money over intellect.
How did we become owners of this miserable piece of land? A
Kingsnorth swindled its rightful owner. Lent him money on usury,
bought up his bills and his mortgages and when he couldn't pay
foreclosed on him. No wander there's a curse on the village and on
us!"

Kingsnorth tried to speak, but she stopped him:

"Wait a moment. It was a good stroke of business taking this estate