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murmured to himself, with a deep sigh, "Alack, it was but a dream, woe is
me!" Next he noticed Miles Hendon's doublet--glanced from that to
Hendon, comprehended the sacrifice that had been made for him, and said,
gently--
"Thou art good to me, yes, thou art very good to me. Take it and put it
on--I shall not need it more."
Then he got up and walked to the washstand in the corner and stood there,
waiting. Hendon said in a cheery voice--
"We'll have a right hearty sup and bite, now, for everything is savoury
and smoking hot, and that and thy nap together will make thee a little
man again, never fear!"
The boy made no answer, but bent a steady look, that was filled with
grave surprise, and also somewhat touched with impatience, upon the tall
knight of the sword. Hendon was puzzled, and said--
"
"
"
What's amiss?"
Good sir, I would wash me."
Oh, is that all? Ask no permission of Miles Hendon for aught thou
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