"I don't know yet, sir."
"And why not?"
"You have not yet told me, sir, where you are going."
"Suppose it should be the West Coast and the old trade?"
"I'm sorry, sir, but even so I go."
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"And leave all that good life you love so at the Manor?"
On his face was still the stern look. I could not stand it longer and I stepped closer to him. "You have not turned against me, sir?"
He softened at once. "Guy, Guy, don't mind me. I meant well. I thought you might prefer the shore to living on the sea."