'I haven't one.'
'Father?'
'No.'
'Who be there, then?'
'Only Vessons and me.'
'Who's Vessons?'
'My servant.'
'Be you a gentleman, then?'
Reddin hesitated slightly. She said it with such reverence and made it seem so great a thing.
'Yes,' he said at last. 'Yes, that's what I am—a gentleman.' He was conscious of bravado.