"There's trouble with the Paspaheghs, and I am off with Master Rolfe to settle it." "Am I to go with you ?" he asked.
I shook my head.

"We have a dozen men.

There's no need of more." I left him busy with the horse, and went to the house.

In the hall I found the negress strewing the floor with fresh rushes, and asked her if her mistress yet slept.

In her soft half English, half Spanish, she answered in the affirmative.