"Shall I lie to you, then?"
"Don't be impudent."
"I shan't say I am glad to see you when I am not."
"Perhaps you are right, boy. You will have no reason to be glad to see me. Follow me."
"I would rather not."
"Follow me, or I will drive this knife into you!" said Jack, savagely, displaying a murderous-looking weapon which he carried in his girdle.
Resistance would have been unavailing and dangerous, and Jasper obeyed, resolved, however, to escape at the first opportunity.
Jack led the way into the woods, not far, however, and finally paused under a large tree.
"Sit down," he said, imperiously.
He threw himself down on the green sward, and Jasper, not very comfortable in mind, sat down near him.