Pray forgive me.

I'll lead my men back to the boat at once." He raised his hat to Lady Graeme, an example followed by the master clumsily, as he backed away to the men, whom he faced round, the order was given, and they began to march back.
As they disappeared among the trees, Sir Risdon stooped down and kissed his child's forehead passionately.
"Wife," he said, in a deep, husky voice, "I never felt the misery and degradation of my position so cruelly before.

Take her up to her room." "What are you going to do, Risdon ?" exclaimed the lady.
"Follow that poor lad, and let him know the truth.

I will not let him fail in his duty, to rescue that old scoundrel down below." "No, no! You must not.

It would be too cruel," whispered Lady Graeme wildly.