Why did you not refuse lodgings to this youngster?
Are you ignorant who he is?
Do you not know him ?" "Know him ?--no, I know nothing about him.

He seems a clever, good-looking lad, and I see no harm in him.

What is it frightens you ?" was the reply and inquiry of the landlord.
"Nothing frightens me, as you know by this time, or should know at least.

But, if you know not the young fellow himself you should certainly not be at a loss to know the creature he rides; for it is not long since your heart was greatly taken with him.

He is the youth we set upon at the Catcheta pass, where your backwardness and my forwardness got me this badge--it has not yet ceased to bleed--the marks of which promise fairly to last me to my grave." As he spoke he raised the handkerchief which bound his cheeks, and exposed to view a deep gash, not of a serious character indeed, but which, as the speaker asserted, would most probably result in a mark which would last him his life.