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"And you say that you did this thing in a fit of foolishness?" the Governor asked, when he had finished.
"Yes—I did not appreciate how difficult it would be to throw off the false identity. That is why I was going home: to regain myself."
"Who, in truth, are you?" asked the Governor. (He did not care to disclose that Miss Stirling had told him.)
"Roger de Lysle, second son of the Earl of Doncaster," was the answer.
Maynadier turned and looked at him, with sudden interest—Marbury's grim visage relaxed a trifle. There was virtue, in those days, in a name.
"Have you the means of proving it?" said his Excellency—"any papers—anything, indeed?"
"My papers were lost when The Sally foundered. But Sir Charles Brandon can attest me."
The Governor turned, inquiringly, to Brandon, who was sitting somewhat back, and quite within the shadow.