"Well, yes; I am. Not that I shall have any chance at him just at present. He won't come near me again this visit. The next that I shall hear from him will be from round some corner in the neighbourhood of Galway. I think I know every turn in that blackguard's mind."
"Have you been speaking to Florian about him, Captain Clayton?"
"Not a word."
"Nor has his brother?"
"I think not."
"What am I to do about the poor boy?" said the anxious father.
"Because of his fear about this very man?"
"He is only a boy, you know."
"Of course he is only a boy. You've no right to expect from him the pluck of a man. When he is as old as his brother he'll have his brother's nerve. I like to see a man plucky under fire when he is not used to it. When you've got into the way of it, it means nothing."
"What am I do about Florian? There are four months before the assizes. He cannot remain in the house for four months."