That lordship yonder--let him go out into the world and make his place as the Egyptian did.

He's had his chance to help Our Man, and he has only hurt, not helped him.

We've had enough of his second-best lordship and his ways." The old man's face was painful in its stricken stillness now.

He had regained control of himself, his brain had recovered greatly from its first suffusion of excitement.
"How does thee know my lord yonder has hurt and not helped him ?" he asked in an even voice, his lips tightening, however.

"How does thee know it surely ?" "From Kate Heaver, my lady's maid.