"God knows my honour is as like honour as a beggar's rags are like unto a cloak of ermine.

What signifies another splash, another rent in that which is tattered beyond all semblance of its original condition ?" "I asked you," the Irishman persisted, "whether your son was worth the sacrifice that the vile deed you contemplate entails ?" Crispin shook his arm from the other's grip, and rose abruptly.

He crossed to the window, and drew back the curtain.
"Day is breaking," said he gruffly.

Then turning, and facing Hogan across the room, "I have pledged my word to Jocelyn," he said.

"The way I have chosen is the only one, and I shall follow it.