If you accomplish what you promise, I own that you will have made amends, and I shall crave your pardon for my yesternight's want of faith.

I shall await you at Calais." Crispin sighed, and for a second his face hardened.

It was not the answer to which he held himself entitled, and for a moment it rose to the lips of this man of fierce and sudden moods to draw back and let the son, whom at the moment he began to detest, go his own way, which assuredly would lead him to perdition.

But a second's thought sufficed to quell that mood of his.
"I shall not fail you," he said coldly.

"Have you money for the journey ?" The boy flushed as he remembered that little was left of what Joseph Ashburn had given him.