35/37 You can afford to obey me, although I'm a prisoner, because I'm so much older than you are. You have a heart and breeding, young sir, and I wish to shake your hand." He thrust a large hand from the cover, and Dick shook it warmly. Did I read about it, or was it told to me, Margaret ?" "I think, sir, that some one told you of it." "Ah, well, it doesn't matter. In an old, forgotten war a young soldier quartered in the house of his defeated enemy--but defeated only for the time, remember--saw something which made him believe that a wounded nephew of the house was hid in an upper room. |