"And you?"
"I disarmed my opponent."
"Only that!" remonstrated Juggins whimsically.
"Well, I disarmed him several times. When we began to fence I found he knew little of the small-sword—remember, he had been brought up in Canada—and 'twould not have been pretty to slay a man so at my mercy. Also, to treat him as I did was more humiliating to his pride than death."
"You did well, Master Harry. But granny will be awaiting us. We must hasten."
He walked in silence until we had reached the house in Holborn.
"How comes de Veulle in London?" he asked suddenly as we climbed the stairs.
"He was in some trouble in Paris—what, I know not. The rumor was that he was ordered into exile. But if he sails for Canada, as Master Jenkins says——"
"And on the same ship with Murray," interposed Juggins excitedly, "after appearing in Murray's behalf this afternoon——"
"—then there may be more to his enterprise than the mere punishment of exile from the Court," I concluded.