The name reminded me of a--a folly of my youth.

'Twas that that made impression." "A folly ?" quoth Mr.Caryll, his eyebrows raised.
"Ay, a folly--a folly that went near undoing me, for had it come to my father's ears, he had broke me without mercy.

He was a hard man, my father; a puritan in his ideas." "A greater than your lordship ?" inquired Mr.Caryll blandly, masking the rage that seethed in him.
His lordship laughed.

"Ye're a wag, Mr.Caryll--a damned wag!" Then reverting to the matter that was uppermost in his mind.

"'Tis a fact, though--'pon honor.