3/29 I passed him just beyond the gates, and he was deaf to my greeting. "I am for Arwenack to exchange a compliment or two with Sir John." His tight-pressed lips and resolute air supplemented his words so well that Lionel clutched his arm. you're not... ?" "I am." And affectionately, as if to soothe the lad's obvious alarm, he patted his brother's shoulder. "Sir John," he explained, "talks too much. 'Tis a fault that wants correcting. |