“Of course.”
“Queer thing being such enemies, Darley, isn’t it?”
“Very,” said Ralph quietly.
“But I suppose it comes natural, though, to our families.”
“I have always thought so,” replied Ralph.
“I say, I’m glad you’re not a coward, though. They say that all the Darleys have been cowards.”
“Yes; and all the Edens too.”
“It’s a lie—an abominable lie,” cried Mark hotly. “Do you mean to say I’m a coward?”
“How could I, after the way you helped me to fight those ruffians this evening? I thought you very brave,” said Ralph gravely.
“Thank ye. That’s what I thought about you. But I think it’s a pity you are a Darley.”