Although you are my youngest, I'll not shame to say I have loved you best of all, Hugh.

Moreover, I've made such provision as I can for you, who have raised up the old name to honour, and who, as I hope, will once more blend the de Cressis and the Claverings, the foes of three generations, into a single House." "Speak not so, father," answered Hugh, who was moved almost to tears.
"Mayhap it is I who shall die, while you live on to a green old age.
At least know that I am not forgetful of your love and kindness, seeing that after Eve you are dearer to me than any on the earth." "Ay, ay, after Eve and Eve's children.

Still you'll have a kind thought for me now and then, the old merchant who so often thwarted you when you were a wayward lad--for your own good, as he held.

For what more can a father hope?
But let us not weep before all these stranger men.
Farewell, son Hugh, of whom I am so proud.

Farewell, son Hugh," and he embraced him and went across the gangway, for the sailors were already singing their chanty at the anchor.
"I never had a father than I can mind," said Grey Dick aloud to himself, after his fashion, "yet now I wish I had, for I'd like to think on his last words when there was nothing else to do.