I have a long journey before me; I am very weary and footsore, and it is time I was on my way." "Weary and footsore ?" repeated the baronet.

"Nay--then all the more need we should not part.

Come home with me and rest--to-night, at least.

I owe you a heavy debt, and I should like to pay a little of it." "You owe me nothing!" His eyes gleamed under his hat and his teeth clinched as he spoke.

"Nothing, Sir Everard Kingsland! Let us say good-bye.