My God, sir, am I never to be rid of you?
What harm have I done you ?" A spasm of pain, like a ripple over water, crossed the knight's swart face.
"If you but consider, Kenneth," he said, speaking very quietly, "you must see the injustice of your words.

Since when has Crispin Galliard served the Parliament, that Roundhead troopers should do his bidding as you suggest?
And touching that business at Sheringham you are over-hard with me.

It was a compact you made, and but for which, you forget that you had been carrion these three weeks." "Would to Heaven that I had been," the boy burst out, "sooner than pay such a price for keeping my life!" "As for my presence here," Crispin continued, leaving the outburst unheeded, "it has naught to do with your detention." "You lie!" Hogan caught his breath with a sharp hiss, and a dead silence followed.
That silence struck terror into Kenneth's heart.

He encountered Crispin's eye bent upon him with a look he could not fathom, and much would he now have given to recall the two words that had burst from him in the heat of his rage.

He bethought him of the unscrupulous, deadly character attributed to the man to whom he had addressed them, and in his coward's fancy he saw already payment demanded.