"The land crawls with them and we cannot go rat-hunting when we are aiming at a throne." He picked up Lovel's ring and spun it on a finger tip.

"The gentleman has found more than news in the north.

He has acquired a solid lump of gold." The implication roused Mr.Lovel out of his embarrassment.

"I wear the ring by right.

I had it from my father." His voice was tearful with offended pride "The creature claims gentility," said Talbot, as he examined the trinket.
"Lovel you call yourself.