‘Ay, so they will leave me in peace.’
He said it wearily, his brow glooming a moment. But the shadow passed, and he smiled again. ‘You ask no question,’ he said; ‘and that’s discreet. Now, tell me: have you kept the trust I erst warned you? I have not forgotten, you see.’
‘I have kept it on my honour.’
‘Well said. I like your honour as I like your face. I have been in hiding, Brion. Are you curious to know why?’
‘No, Sir.’
‘Then, when you ask me, I shall tell you.’
‘I shall not ask you.’
‘Think, boy; to love me is to share my burden.’
‘I will take it all, Uncle, if you will, not seeking to know its nature.’
The other did not answer for a little; but he heaved a great sigh, gazing enrapt into his young kinsman’s face. Presently he said:—