"They would not."
"They would."
"Then let them. I can die," said Talbot, calmly.
"And die for me?"
"Yes, rather than let you die for me."
"And you think I am capable of going away?" said Brooke, in a faltering voice.
At this Talbot was utterly silent. Neither spoke a word for a long time.
"Talbot, lad," said Brooke, at length, in a gentle voice.
"Well, Brooke!"
"I am glad that I met with you."