17/21 "What right hath he to stand betwixt her and honest folk like you and me ?" "Harkee, friend. This varlet, they say, was appointed to the service by one--hang the name of him--an Irish knave that made eyes at her. You know him--" "Ay, ay," said I. "Lubin, or Ludar, or some such name." "Thou hast it. |