“Drive on then.”
“If you please, Mr. Hay, I would like to leave the carryall at the point nearest Haymore hamlet and rectory,” said Longman.
“Of course! Of course! Naturally you must hasten first of all to your dear mother. But remember, friend, you are my guest at the Hall, and bring your mother also if you can persuade her to come,” heartily responded Ran.
“Yes, do, Mr. Longman. And I will go to see your mother just as soon as ever I can,” warmly added Judy.
“I thank you both very much,” replied Longman, but he gave no promise.
“Remember, Longman, that you saved my life. But for you—under the Divine Providence,” said Ran, reverently lifting his hat, “I should not be here now.”
“No, nor I, either, for that matter,” added Judy.
“We both owe you a debt that we can never repay, Longman,” said Ran, with emotion.
“Never, except in love and gratitude. And we would like to put ‘a body’ in our sentiments to make them ‘felt,’ Mr. Longman. You will come and stay with us at the house, will you not?” pleaded Judy.
“You make too much of my service, a service that any man worthy of the name would have done for any other. I do not know what my plain old mother would say to you.”