As it is, I must take what we have here till I can get more.

I have no one I can send but you.

Once again, are you willing to go?
or must I lose a 'prentice and Jeannette a husband ?" While he spoke, a thought had flashed on me, and, presently I replied, humbly enough: "Master, I am bound to obey you.

When you asked me a week since, I answered you like a fool.

I have thought better of it, and if you will yet trust me, I am ready to start to-night." At that he gripped my hand, and said he knew I was a good lad all along, and was content to forgive me.