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As Markham spoke, he glanced up in the direction of the pathetic figure groping there amongst the ruin, and as he did so he saw Dorn standing there before him. The latter must have heard what Markham was saying; indeed, he was standing so close by that it was impossible for him not to have done so. And besides, his face was dark and angry, and there was an ugly expression in his eyes.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded. "What right have you got in my grounds? So this is what is going on right under my very nose, is it? You sneak over here in my absence and make love to my daughter without asking my permission. A pretty dishonourable thing to do."