Tell me who and what thou art, and I will help thee all I may." The frightened eyes bent upon him bespoke a great terror.

The man's voice died away as he tried to speak.

The only word Bertram could catch seemed to be a prayer that he would not betray him.
"Betray thee! Never! Why, good fellow, dost not know that the Chadgroves never betray those who trust in them?
Hence sometimes has trouble come upon them.

But before we talk, let me get thee food.

Methinks thou art well-nigh starved." "Food! food! Ah, if thou wouldst give me that, young master, I would bless thee forever! I have well-nigh perished with hunger and thirst.