And Jacques sighed.
"Well, well," said Sir Asinus, "I am glad you came, spite of your unworthy banter, you unfeeling fellow. I wish to send some messages to my friends."
"What are they?"
"First, to Belle-bouche—love and remembrance."
"That is beautiful; and I never knew these words yet fail to touch the heart."
"To all the boys, the fond regards of him who goes from them—a martyr to the attempt to uphold their rights."
"That is affecting too."
"To the little dame who passed with you some days ago—Miss Martha Wayles by name—but no; nothing to her."
And Sir Asinus groaned.
"Nothing?" said Jacques.