Yours, ARTHUR." There was a pause.
"Are there any strangers at Rathco ?" Lord Harry asked.
"Two new men," Miles replied, "at work in the grounds." There was another pause.

"How can I protect him ?" the young lord said, partly to himself, partly to Miles.

He suspected the two new men---spies probably who knew of Arthur's proposed journey home, and who had already reported to their employers the hour at which he would set out.
Miles ventured to say a word: "I hope you won't be angry with me, my lord"---- "Stuff and nonsense! Was I ever angry with you, when I was rich enough to keep a servant, and when you were the man ?" The Irish groom answered in a voice that trembled with strong feeling.
"You were the best and kindest master that ever lived on this earth.

I can't see you putting your precious life in peril"---- "My precious life ?" Lord Harry repeated lightly.

"You're thinking of Mr.Mountjoy, when you say that.