I'll follow you while there's a drop o' blood in me.

You was good to me when I was a poor devil that everyone scouted; you shall have me with you to the last, if I die for it.

There!" Cecil's voice shook as he answered.

The fidelity touched him as adversity could not do.
"Rake, you are a noble fellow.

I would take you, were it possible; but--in an hour I may be in a felon's prison.