But I think Mr.Little must know the way to Raby Hall." "Oh, then," said Coventry, catching at her idea, "perhaps Mr.Little would add to the great obligation, under which he has laid us both, by going to Raby Hall and sending assistance hither." "I can't do that," said Henry, roughly.
"And that is not at all what I was going to propose," said Grace, quietly.

"But perhaps you would be so good as to go with us to Raby Hall?
Then I should feel safe; and I want Mr.Raby to thank you, for I feel how cold and unmeaning all I have said to you is; I seem to have no words." Her voice faltered, and her sweet eyes filled.
"Miss Carden," said the young man, gravely, "I can't do that.

Mr.Raby is no friend of mine, and he is a bigoted old man, who would turn me out of this place if he knew.

Come, now, when you talk about gratitude to me for not letting you be starved to death, you make me blush.

Is there a man in the world that wouldn't?
But this I do say; it would be rather hard if you two were to go away, and cut my throat in return; and, if you open your mouths ever so little, either of you, you WILL cut my throat.