"Yes, it is I."
"Confiding fool," said Agapit, impatiently tossing the drake back among his startled comrades, "I will save thy neck once more."
Vesper marked the emphasis. "I am on my way to Yarmouth," he said, calmly, "and I have stopped to see your cousin about Narcisse."
"Ah!—he is well, I trust."
"He is better than when he was here."
"His mother has gone to bed."
"I will wait, then, until the morning."
"Ah!" said Agapit again; then he laughed recklessly and seized Vesper's hand. "I cannot pretend. You see that I am rejoiced to have you again with us."
"I, too, am glad to be here."