John's head was lying on Dorothy's lap, and she was trying to dress his wound with pieces of linen torn from her clothing.

Sir George was pacing to and fro across the room, breaking forth at times in curses against Dorothy because of her relations with a servant.
When Dawson and I entered the room, Sir George spoke angrily to Will:-- "Who is this fellow?
You employed him.

Who is he ?" "He gave me his name as Thomas Thompson," returned Will, "and he brought me a favorable letter of recommendation from Danford." Danford was forester to the Duke of Devonshire, and lived at Chatsworth.
"There was naught in the letter save that he was a good servant and an honest man.

That is all we can ask of any man." "But who is he ?" again demanded Sir George.
"Your worship may perhaps learn from Danford more than I can tell you," replied the forester, adroitly avoiding a lie.
"Think of it, Malcolm," said Sir George, speaking to me.

"Think of it.