Askurry is not all unkind, and the little lad favors my father so much that his blessed memory may be safeguard.

God send it so.

It is his best chance, his only chance.

So come----" "I cannot! I cannot!" moaned the poor mother distractedly.
"There is no other way, sweetheart!" said the King, "so be brave, little mother, and come for thy son's sake.

He will be safer here than with thee.